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milflewis · 2 years

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omg a little blewis moment pls I love reading your writing

ok so i saw this gifset of blewis today and my brain went !!! while i was supposed to be doing assignments so obv i wrote instead. hope you like it !! sorry it’s so late lol

“Sorry,” Lewis says, pulling out his airpod, leaning in. He lets himself bounce a little on the tire he’s sitting on, pushing his toes further into the ground, stomach going all fizzy and quiet. Bono blinks out from behind his glasses, unimpressed. There’s a slight smudge in the corner of the left lens that you can see when Bono turns his head to the right and stands under the glare of the bright garage lights.

Lewis balances himself on Bono’s shoulder. His white merc shirt stiff and warm under his hand. His eyes catch off of the hollow of Bono’s throat, poking through Bono’s two open buttons. There’s a sheen of sweat clinging there.

“So i was thinking about the rear wing of the car,” Bono says, hands gesturing. An eyelash sticking lightly to the soft skin under Bono’s left eye

Bono settles more into one leg, hips slouching out and Lewis pays attention to the way his mouth moves so he doesn’t look down. Apparently, he’s supposed to stop being as obvious about what he’s thinking when he looks at Bono in public but, like, Seb can eat shit. He’s not being that obvious, and even if he was, which he’s not, Seb would be the last person allowed to say anything about hiding what they’re feeling.

Still. Toto is watching. And Susie has been worried about his cholesterol so.

Lewis sits back, wrapping one hand around his other arm, careful not to drop his airpod. He cannot lose another while distracted by Bono. Angela will never let him forget it.

He digs his fingers into his elbow, phone in his other hand. They itch to drag Bono in closer, settling him between Lewis’s legs as he shuffles back on the tire, hands on his hips. Palming his ass in those pants.

Bono keeps talking about the rear wing or maybe he’s on about the brakes now. His mouth is still moving. Lewis still doesn’t look down. Bono is fiddling with the cord of his headset. Maybe he needs something in his hands to avoid reaching out too. Even though it’s been years and nothing will ever come from it, Lewis hopes he does anyway.

“Lewis,” Bono says like it’s not the first time he’s said it. Shit. Lewis hums, “Yeah?”

The eyelash is still there.

“You’re not listening to me.”

Lewis grins, shrugging, leaning back onto the tire, bouncing again.

Bono’s eyes flicker down to Lewis’s spread thighs and back up again. Score, Lewis thinks.

Bono might not want lewis. not the way Lewis wants him to but he does want him, just a little, and sometimes that’s even enough.

“You’re distracting,” Lewis says. “Not my fault.”

“I’m literally just talking about the car,” Bono says, eyebrows raising. “About the wings.”

Lewis lets his voice go a little lower, breathy and curling around his words. Looking up through his lashes, he says, “I know,” and watches Bono’s finger tighten around the headphone cord so he doesn’t shove Lewis off his tire. Lewis laughs. A light blush spreads across Bono’s face, colouring the bridge of his nose.

“You’re insufferable,” Bono says, swallowing.

Lewis grins. “But I’m cute though.”

Bono doesn’t say anything as one of the mechanics come up to him, showing him a tablet with something for him to sign off on. Lewis pokes his thigh with a toe.

“Hey. I’m cute though, right? Bono. Bono. Hey.”

Bono ignores him.

The mechanic looks between the two of them, going still. He’s new, Lewis realises as he doesn’t recognise him. Still, he should know his name. He’ll ask Bono later.

Dan leans around the new guy, grinning, elbow on his shoulder. “I think you’re cute, Lewis.”

Lewis smiles at him, winking. “It’s nice to be appreciate around here.”

Bono hands the guy back his tablet. “I wouldn’t know.”

Lewis brushes off the sting. Joke. It’s a joke, Lewis. The voice sounds like Jenson.

Lewis scoffs, “I appreciate you!”

Bono hums, “Do you? Then why don’t you listen to me?”

“I told you. You’re distracting.” Lewis bites his cheeks, tasting sharp copper as it bleeds.

He tilts his head. “Bono.”

Bono is looking at him. “What?”

“Can you do me a favor?”

Bono frowns at him, “You’re going on track in ten minutes.”

Lewis waves a hand, manages not to drop his phone. “No, no. Not that. Could you take off your headphones for a moment.”

Bono squints at him, crinkles at the corners of his eyes deepening, “why.” He drags the word out long enough that it doesn’t even sound like a question.

Lewis smiles. “I want to see your hair do the thing.”

Bono shoves him off the tire this time.

“C’mon,” Lewis says, giggling, sprawled out on the floor, propping himself up on his elbows. He feels a little breathless, going all light and weightless with it all. “I want to see it.”

Bono turns back to the screens behind him. “My hair doesn’t ‘do a thing’.”

The mechanics laughing around them. A tv on the wall at the other end of the garage shows a pink and blue car out on track. It swerves a little, skidding over a wet patch, before rightening itself. Lewis hopes that it’s Fernando driving and not Esteban.

“Yeah, man, it does! Goes all, like, smushed in the middle cause of where they sit and it’s very funny.”

Bono’s voice goes all flat at the ends like it does when he’s trying not to laugh. “Well, then, guess you’ll see it after the race, won’t you?”

Lewis groans. “That’s ages away, though. Please. It’s so cute.”

Bono stays watching the screens. The tv is now showing Sebastian, his black helmet stark against the green Aston Martin. It makes Lewis grin like he did when Seb first sent him the design pics weeks ago.

Lewis sighs, dramatic and long and heavy, feeling his lungs shake with it. Let’s Dan pull him up. Bumps shoulders with Bono who cuts a glance at him, smiling slightly. Lewis grins at him. “What were you saying again?”

Bono looks at him for a second.

“I’m not too distracting anymore?” he asks.

Lewis shrugs, making sure he sounds careful and relaxed. “I can manage.”

He must succeed because Bono’s smile widens and he goes back to what he was saying earlier, cord in hand.

There’s a fine line here. One that Bono drew in the sand years ago when he left Lewis to wake up in a cold bed and messy sheets, smiling at him when he sat down opposite him twenty seven minutes later in the Mercedes ordered private plane. and said hey Lewis. Good party? like he always did and Lewis grinned, stomach tight. The ends of Bono’s come still flaking off of Lewis’s stomach. Not having had time to shower. (Part of him had hoped that he’d show up and Bono would look at him with those eyes again and invite him over when they landed in England and Lewis would know, just know, what that meant and neither of them would need to say anything else.)

(Bono didn’t invite him over, clapping him on the shoulder in goodbye the minute they got their bags, and Lewis didn’t see him again until two days before the next race)

(Neither of them needed to say anything else.)

There’s a fine line here. One where Bono doesn’t say anything about Lewis being in love with him and puts up with his teasing and Lewis doesn’t say anything about Bono not loving him back and makes himself still and listen to Bono when it matters, never mentioning that he knows how Bono tastes when he’s laughing.

Lewis bumps his shoulder into Bono’s again and doesn’t look down and doesn’t look at Bono’s mouth. Just listens to him worry about the brakes of a car that sometimes Lewis can’t even bring himself to not hate.

#i started writing fluff and then. yeah. idk what happened #im blaming it on naila bc she keeps talking about unrequited blewis on bonos side n now the brainrot is sinking it but with lewis #stuff i wrote #hopefully rewriting this will get me back into it #blewis #f1 rpf fic #fic.asks #anon tag #niamh.asks

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deku-verde · 1 year

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“Is This A Date?” Part 2

(part 1)

the end~

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glasswingowl · 1 year

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caught in your own web, just like your mother

#murder drones #murder drones fanart #murder drones uzi #md uzi #uzi doorman #murder drones nori #nori doorman #glasswingdraws #i've mentioned before how the parallels between nori and uzi are interesting to me #and i really hope we get to see more of what nori was like when she was alive #or just more nori in general because we've all gone insane over the implications of her lmao #most of uzi's papers are copied directly from her conspiracy board #i had to make up/copy most of nori's because we don't know what info she actually had #i had a lot of fun writing articles for the fake newsletters :)#its a shame i made 85% of them too small to fucking read :)#and text editing in medibang paint is a fucking hassle so i'd have to go back and rewrite all of them :)#it's fine i'm fine #also this piece taught me a valuable lesson about layer management #the entire time i was like where is that layer why is that in the lineart folder why is that in the background folder #anyway. hopefully lesson learned #see ya'll after ep 4 drops

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secondhandskoot · 4 days

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My side blog got suspended out of the blue this morning

For mutuals: I was/am @secondhandskootur. I'm using this new blog temporarily until I can (hopefully) get that one back up and running. I got no email or warning about it and I'm 99.9% positive it was glitch because my main art blog is still up? I created a whole new account for this one though just to be safe. I didn't break any of Tumblr's tos so idk what else it could be.

#just. mildly pissed #but also slightly optimistic that i can get that blog back.#i also had an ask about quody i was working on answering and now that's just. gone.#not that i can't rewrite my hcs and tbf most of the important posts were reblogged so they're still here #but goddamit is this frustrating #anyway i'm putting this in the jaws tags so that my moots can hopefully find me again #jaws #jaws 1975 #quint jaws #quint #matt hooper #martin brody #skootur text post

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sisterdivinium · 1 year

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#i'm procrastinating rewriting the last scene in the fic because i miss the show #(or rather because i'm going through mother superion withdrawal syndrome)#and so i have been deep diving in the mother superion tag #the sheer AUDACITY some people have in suggesting suzanne is straight??? why do you insult her and me like this #dni block me please and thanks #(gays i'm joking. i mean i'm not because i might block y'all het!suzanne heathens but anyway LOL)#(just to make sure: i AM joking but i also AM surprised)#(and tbqh i do not want to see it ever again ksjfhskjdfk y'all have fun just keep away)#silly blabbering #anyway my VERY LESBIAN suzanne and her equally lesbian scientist are almost ready to be unleashed on the world #last scene should be done between today and tomorrow if i'm lucky #then i'm taking a wee break because a friend is coming over for a few days #but i'll hopefully have begun typing by the end of the week after rereading again #my estimates aren't perfect but i'm guessing maybe next week or on the other this thing gets published #so fingers crossed. might disappear for a little while after that too because posting shit makes me nervous lol #but then i'll be back for some of the analysis stuff i had planned. give it some time before i start work on the second docsuperion fic #(which will be shorter)

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newts-and-sharks · 10 months

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I just scrolled thru all your posts about the dragon/noodles boys. I'm already hooked! 😆😍 I saw you made a post about rewriting the fic sometime last year. Are you planning on still writing it? No pressure of course, I'm just super curious bc I love all your stuff 🤗 Hope you have a good day/night!

Hmm, maybe? I'm still trying to get into the writing groove. My first year of college really knocked the wind from my sails and i'm still trying to get back on my feet. I'm glad you like my stuff, though!

#I might one day. I want to add to it #maybe rewrite it in it's entirety #I don't really have a plan for the story #it was mainly just me spitballing ideas onto a piece of paper with no thought behind it #Hopefully I'll get a lil whiff of that writers essential oils and get kicked back into gear lol

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raksh-writes · 1 year

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Finally finished editing that months-old post-canon VP fic, omgg 😩 Hopefully I can write my rambling notes tomorrow and post it too! That'd be nice.

And now gotta go and try to get some sleep, wish me luck 😪

#Raksh posts #oof this thing was hard to edit #lots of rewriting has been done #but at the same time I was in a MoodTM while writing it so I could only edit so far #anyway Im glad i Finally managed #and can hopefully post smth again! feels like its been years 😩#Im So excited #but its also nerve wracking posting for a new fandom #especially a big one and/or a popular ship #Ive only ever posted for small fandoms or rare pairs so Im kinda nervouuus 🙈#anyway now I gotta go try to get some sleep #will my insomnia problems continue? probably #but I wanna get back to actually sleeping in my own bed goddammit 😩#theres an emergency plan involving getting my pillow and duvet into the quest/previously my bro's room #and trying to sleep there in case #but ugh I kinda dont wanna #so hopefully my brain fucks off finally together with my anxiety and they let me sleep in my own damn bed 😬#😤*#well anyway Im rambling and doing too many typos #off to bed #post the fic tomorrow #and then maybe write more for the sequel or finally get into chap 2 of the sugar daddy AU hmm #its Pete's pov and I feel like I have a much worse grasp on him so he might’ve been fighting me a lil #but Ive also been feeling real sick the last couple of weeks so oh well who knows #ooookay #off to sleep -- good night/day/evening everyone 💗

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spaceradars · 1 year

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i spent so many months without playing bass but now slowly i’m doing it again and it just makes me 🥺🥺

#i couldn’t really connect with music the way i usually do and like. idk it just makes me glad to play again #but also for so many months i just couldn’t play for real. it was a weird year when it comes to music for me #i struggled so much to finish my writing project/hopefully a future novel about a band and #it frustrates me a lot to not be able to do something with it because i just love it a lot #but also it’s so personal and that makes me :// because writing and rewriting takes me back to when i first wrote it #which was a shitty period of my life for sure #and then taylor hawkin’s passin in march just made me reject music for a big period of time whcih makes me 😭🥺#that connecting i had with music as a whole and as a lifesaver basically just. faded.#and it took me months to get it back. and now im slowly getting it back completely #and playing bass again is a proof of that i guess 🥺🫶#txt

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devotedlystrangewizard · 1 year

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me: haha im downloading destiny 2 again for lightfall

the destiny 2 fic thats still at like. february 2022. in terms of story progression. that i havent updated because i dont know enough about the story of the past few seasons to properly write them in:

#I HAD A PLOTLINE PLANNED #WHERE THE SCORN WOULD GET MORE AFFECTED BY THE DARKNESS & ALL #BUT I HAVENT BEEN PAYING ATTENTION #i think i might just watch the cutscenes of the past few seasons on youtube #bc i dont think?? i have the season passes?? for the past few seasons????#& then wait out lightfall before planning out that storyline #i havent seen any story trailers or whatever so im completely in the dark lmao #hopefully lightfall will motivate me enough to work on tsbesg again i miss patch #i never meant for tsbesg to be completely canon compliant but i do want to follow the main story. just with the scorn present #they are my sillies #ill figure it out #i still have to write a chapter of them joining on the uh. the missions. back in the season that launched with witch queen #(was it risen i cant remember)#i have to write at LEAST one chapter of them just dicking around fighting lightbearer hive i think they would like that #why would patch have to kill ghosts when they have several friends who do it for fun. hm.#its kinda funny bc when i started the fic i ran out of material #i had to bullshit so much just for the seasons to catch up #ESPECIALLY during hunt #if i ever end up rewriting the earlier chapters one key thing is that i have to fix the timeline with the whole osiris thing #actually make everything line up more yk?#but yeah in the period between when i started (december... 2020? 2021?) and witch queen i started getting a little off track #my investment in destiny kinda dwindled once id finished witch queen #i was still really into the characters (yes i saw the cutscene of orisis waking up yes i cried) but the game itself just #and maybe it was my depression. honestly #like i started meds nearly 3 months AFTER wq #who knows. who the fuck knows. i NEED the fuckigngnfu leviathan scenes. i NEED patch to get to the leviathan i need crow to #reconcile with the scorn through his arc in that season (plot spoilers? eh. plot ideas)#im gonna go reread the most recent few chapters i need the refresher on where i stopped #ALSO. ALSO. worst case scenario i skip some less plot relevant more self indulgent scenes (like with the hive ghosts)#and put those in separate oneshots. 'takes place between chapter so & so'

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steelycunt · 2 years

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ridi your wip will be brilliant i know it! :) no worries take your sweet time dearest we are all waiting eagerly ......... but very patiently!!

ugh anon i'm kissing you :,-) thank u sm i really appreciate it!! have been getting sort of stressed thank u for being so sweet <33

#anon #telegram #god willing. god willing it'll be end of june. which is still far but it just cant be helped atm real life is not letting me breathe ugh!!#plan is to start a rewrite now to get it back on track before i actually add more to it so hopefully ill have. SOMETHING to share soon xx #either way!! thank you sm anon this made me feel a lot better <333

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finnlongman · 2 months

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Dear Tumblr, I have been desperately wanting to share this news with you since May last year and now I finally can: Gollancz is publishing not one, not two, but THREE of my queer medieval retellings over the next few years! You'll have seen me posting little bits about these books in the past, but I'm so excited to get to share them with you properly.

First up in 2025: The Wolf and His King, a queer retelling of Bisclavret that uses werewolfism as a metaphor to explore chronic pain and illness. It's also very much about gay yearning, fealty, and the mortifying ordeal of being known. Partially in second person and partially in verse, you can see my previous posts about it under the tag the wolf and his king or, for the really early ones, werewolves and gay yearning.

In 2026, I'm bringing you The Animals We Became [working title], which is a queertrans retelling of the Fourth Branch of the Mabinogi, looking at gender, compulsory heterosexuality, and trauma, via nonconsensual shapeshifting. Lotta trans vibes, lotta trauma; I wrote a first draft of this last year because I got carried away writing the sample chapters for my proposal and I'm excited to get deeper into it in edits. Aka t4t shapeshifting and trauma; generally tagged as also owls are transmasculine now.

And finally, in 2027, which is the one I've honestly been most excited to tell you guys about, it's To Run With The Hound [working title]. If you've been following me for a while, you'll know that I wrote a book with this title way back in 2018… well, the one I've sold isn't exactly that book, it's a proposal for how I intend to completely rewrite that book from the ground up, but yes, this is it: my Cú Chulainn novel, my queer medieval Irish book, my (hopefully) magnum opus. Haven't written it yet, but the plan is to use a nonlinear narrative to explore why Táin Bó Cúailnge is a tragedy, featuring a great many feelings about Fer Diad, Láeg, and Cú Chulainn himself.

There's a bit more detail and some FAQs on my website right now, but the most important thing is QUEER MEDIEVAL BOOKS WRITTEN BY SOMEBODY WITH MULTIPLE DEGREES IN MEDIEVAL LITERATURE. If that sounds like your jam, stick around.

#the wolf and his king #the animals we became #to run with the hound #also owls are transmasculine now #cu chulainn #blodeuwedd #bisclavret #writing #news #books

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kindestofkings · 6 months

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what came first, the chicken or the dickhead?

[smau]

f1driver!reader x lando norris (eventually, friends to lovers ofc)

authors note: this is so dramatic and for what! sorry to pierre for making you the villian, and lets pretend ferrari isnt as shit as it currently is! lol enjoy, would love to know what you think <333

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yourusername tough day in the office today, mexico '22 is just not to be I guess. As always a learning curve and we will grow from todays DNF 😞

See you soon Brazil !!

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ynfan1 we are still so proud of you! keep pushing 👍

f1fan this is literally what you get for trying to compete in a MALE sport

f1fan2 fr she's bringing down pierre and the team f1fan3 too emotional for the big leagues ynfan2 stfu you do realise your favourite MALE drivers dnf all the time aswell

alphataurif1 we come back stronger!!

yourusername 👊👊

alex_albon lily is wondering would going for ice cream cheer you up?

yourusername I love her, yes please 🥹 landonorris I'm coming yourusername nuh huh its for us pointless drivers! landonorris come on it was only 2..

f1fan4 lando norizz trying to make it a double date lollll

f1fan5 bro chill these two have been friends since literal birth

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alphataurif1 the difference 2 weeks can make! our girl yourusername is starting pole position on sunday here in brazil 🔥

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yourusername woohoo roll on sunday!!

ynfan1 go bestie go !

ynfan2 AT moving up💪

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yourusername great work achieved today, the car and track felt good. hopefully we can convert this position into some points to finish of the season on a high, all we need is team work on the track (and for max's alarm to not go off so he misses the race 😀)

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maxverstappen1 why the personal attack

yourusername WHY do you have to win every week, surely you are bored by it by now ... charles_leclerc I agree, maybe take a week off? f1fan2 hahah these two i'm obsessed

landonorris please do well but not TOO well, just stay behind me 👍

yourusername and look at your ass all race? hard pass

ynfan1 that mention of teamwork is a lil suss...

ynfan2 not really?? it is a team sport ynfan1 yeah but do you not find it weird how unfriendly yourusername and pierregasly are, despite them being on the same team? f1fan tbf I have always noticed how forced their videos are together. and they dont even follow each other

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yourusername lollll ruining my career one interview at a time, but at least we hit the clubs looking fire 🔥

p.s. I stand by what I've said I only have apologies for two people 1) my pr manager (who I dont pay enough for this) and 2) charles for linking your name to this hot mess!

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landonorris it's so great being the unproblematic one 😎

yourusername does mcclaren need another golden driver from bristol??? I fear im out of a seat soon .. ynfan1 this is so sad you are way to talented of a driver to be out of a suit

charles_leclerc No worries 😅 Just make sure you buy me dinner next time before dragging me into the chaos. 🍽️🤷‍♂️

yourusername you got it prince of monaco! f1fan2 PLEASE PLEASE DATE ynfan2 ewww no her and lando are so so in love they're just too blind and stupid

danielricciardo absolute legend behaviour mate!!

yourusername learning from the best danny ric 😎

alphataurif1 and yourusername

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alphataurif1 From grid battles to glory laps! 🏁✨ Our unstoppable driver just clinched her FIRST WIN at the Abu Dhabi Grand Prix! 🏆 Watch out, world – she's rewriting the history books and leaving her mark on the track. 🚀🌟

#AlphaQueen #AbuDhabiWinner

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danielricciardo What a race! Big congrats, yourusername. That first win feeling is something else! Enjoy every moment!

alex_albon: absolutely smashed it! huge congratulations on your first win!

carlossainz55 felicidades!!

susie_wolff: breaking barriers and making history! huge congratulations on your first win!

yourusername AHHHHH I CANT BELIEVE IT ! I LOVE YOU TEAM !!

ynfan1 lando where is your congrats you are slippinnn!!

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landonorris I've never been this happy to lose, but it's pretty cool seeing your best friend win in her rookie year. EVEN if she beaten me to it 😞

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yourusername LANDOOOO you are a the bestest friend ever

yourusername would not have gotten here with out you, my partner in crime <3

ynfan1 best friend?? y'all are still so blind

f1fan everytime you call her your best friend you reaffirm the lando NORIZZ name

danielricciardo facts alex_albon facts carlossainz55 facts charles_leclerc facts yukitsunoda0511 facts maxverstappen1 facts landonorris CAN YOU SHUT UP

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scuderiaferrari oh we thought we should just let you know our driver line up for 2023 👀 say hello to the dynamic addition to the Ferrari family, the wonderfully feisty yourusername! get ready for a season full of speed, passion, and fierce competition. Welcome to Maranello! 🇮🇹

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ynfan1 HOLY F*CK

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landonorris slayed 💅

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#lando norris #lando norris imagine #lando norris x reader #f1 imagine #f1 fanfic #lando norris fanfic #f1driver!reader #smau

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avaf00rdxx · 3 months

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Fridge

Little shits pt 2

Kyra Cooney cross x teen!reader (platonic)

actually finished this shockingly quick. (Not proof read). Submitting it now and going to sleep. So it’s bad.

I had a Leah fic that was pretty good but then half didn’t save in the draft. And rewriting is the worst. I’ll try to get back into it tomorrow if I can promise.

Enjoy bbys

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“shit.” Kyra blankly said as she made a huge dent in the mcfoord new fridge. Don’t ask how.

“How the fuck did you manage that!” You exclaimed checking out the massive mark left right in the middle of the fridge.

You and Kyra had been in Baylor against Katie and Caitlin for a few weeks now. It was hilarious to all of you. You were also all getting great content for the Arsenal new YouTube channel where different players would do vlogs of game days and other activities.

“Ok everyone Kyra just broke the fridge” you sighed running your palm over your forehead looking back into the camera

“It’s not definitely broken. We can just undo it” she said. You grabbed the camera to point it towards her raising one eyebrow.

“It’s as big as a bowling ball” you said. Kyra turned to you and the camera with a blank expression.

“I say we grab the toilet plunger.” Before quickly getting up to find it.

“If I were Katie I would rather have massive dent on my fridge then have the fridge smell like my own shit.” You sighed as u sat down on the stool. You two were truly truly fucked this time. Some of your pranks included putting pictures of drunk Caitlin all around every second cubby at the training grounds. This round it was slightly lighter by super gluing the lids to their foods in the fridge. Lame right? Kyra somehow managed to pick up a random pot and accidentally charge it straight into the fridge. You forgot about the camera as you were lost in thought thinking about how badly you fucked up this time. Brand new fridge for their brand new place. It was over.

“Ok no plunge but I did some googling. We just need an ice cube” you guys were the definition of blind leading the blind. So of course you grabbed an ice cube and placed it on the large dent 10 times its size. “Is it working” Kyra asked holding the camera towards you and the ice cube. You slowly turned your head around to face her wiht a blank expression reading no you fucking idiot.

A knock on the door made you both share a look of panic. “The pantry” Kyra pointed intending that you just run away from this problem.

“No dumb ass” you said before getting up and walking to the door. You were nearly 100% it wasn’t Caitlin and Katie as you walked the hallway before twisting the handle.

“Hey tiny” Leah said in surprise to find you here.

“Hey Leah”

“What on earth are you doing here” she questioned

“We need your help” you said hopefully. Kyra peaking around the corner to be seen with a sad smile and a nod. Leah slightly chuckled before following you down the hall. Where you stood from afar with Kyra pointing to the fridge. Leah just bursted out laughing.

“Shit you did this” she chuckled checking it out.

“Yes what do we do!” You slightly yelled. Kyra still in shock from what happened.

“Don’t worry about it. They might be mad but Katie was telling me a new fridge and oven was arriving so it doesn’t really matter-“

“This is the new fridge!” Kyra exclaimed

Leah jaw slightly fell “you’ve truly done it again children”

“Leah please answer. What do we do?” You asked desperate for help.

“We wait until they get home” she said softly before filling up a cup of water for herself and sitting at the dining room table on her phone.

You waited around 20 minutes doing nothing. Kyra on her phone, probably researching how to fix it. And you now just sitting next to Leah looking out the window. It might not seem like a big deal. But a brand new expensive fridge, with a possible non-fixable problem was defiantly a big deal to your young minds. You just had a plan in your mind. Offer to pay to fix it. If you can’t fix it. You and Kyra will go halves on a replacement. Kyra tried to rebuttal when you brought up that plan, but quickly shut up when she realised it was the only option.

This was amusing to Leah. The panic in your faces made her laugh. The whole team was just waiting for something to go terribly wrong.

“Let me get this straight you were trying to superglue all of their food? Aha! That’s good” Leah exclaimed with a goofiness in her voice. You and Kyra just sat their blankly. Kyra soon chuckling at the thought of how this whole situation is kind of funny.

A rattle of keys on the front door made your heart completely stop. “Oh hey Leah. And girls. Oh shit what did you do” Caitlin asked with a smirk on her face kind of ready to see the next prank. Just so she could then plot her next one.

“Ok ok so” you put your hands on both their chests before they could walk much further. “We were doing a light hearted prank right. Then we made a mistake. Dear Kyra here-“

“-we both made a mistake ok! We are very very sorry and we will pay for this.” Kyra said. You both stood in front of the three older girls with your hands behind your backs. Apologising like a five year old who just stole lollies.

“Huh” Katie said confused towards the girls, while Caitlin walked into the kitchen to put her bags down.

“Kyra Cooney cross!” There was a yell across the flat. A somewhat fuming Caitlin voice coming from the source. Katie quickly following to see.

“It wasn’t just me!” Kyra quickly defended in panic.

“You did this!” You said to Kyra . Then looking at the two other girls

“I’m gonna head” Leah waved before leaving behind all of you.

“I’ll pay to get it fixed. Even though I didn’t do it” you said to them. Mumbling the last part, targeted towards Kyra.

“Bet your ass you guys will” Katie said

“This is new” Caitlin said looking at the fridge

“That we both know. And we are very very very very sorry a million times” Kyra said pointing between the two of you. You just nodded next to her.

“Sleep with one eye open. Next one will be serious” Katie said smirking. Plotting her next prank.

“You two can go” Caitlin waved you and the 21 year old off. Kyra nodded quickly zooming down the halls.

“Send me your bank details!” You said before walking out. Forgetting the camera on the bench. You went to grab it before heading out again.

“Bye gooners!” You said. Before turning the camera to Kyra who was waiting for the elevator next to you. Who turned around and poking her tongue out.

#kyra cooney cross x reader #kyra cooney cross #Kyra Cooney cross imagine #Katie McCabe x Reader #caitlin foord x reader #arsenal wfc #wsl #woso x reader #woso x Teen reader #Arsenal wfc x teen #Arsenal #ausenal

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cooliestghouliest · 4 months

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THE MIDDLE BEDROOM

PAIRING: established Billy/Reader relationship, bff!Eddie is a Peeping Tom

TAGS and C/W’s: this is basically just smut (which means 18+ ONLY, MINORS DNI), pining undertones, oral (f!receiving), Billy's filthy mouth, SPIT, Eddie's a pervert but Billy's kinda setting him up so really Eddie is just advantageous, m!masturbation, unprotected PiV

WORD COUNT: 3.4k+

A/N: hi, my friends!!! this is a rewrite/repost and has been edited for a (hopefully) smoother, more enjoyable read. basically, i’m trying to revamp everything i’ve published in hopes that an inspiration bug crawls deep, deep inside me and just fucking explodes, leaving only creativity and motivation to replace all of my blood and oxygen. it’s almost 2024, who needs to bleed and breathe anyway??? please remember that likes are greatly appreciated, but comments and reblogs are what make the writer’s world go round. :-) <33

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It happened at Rick Lipton's annual Halloween party. '86, baby.

There were many nameless faces wandering about the bungalow, all in varying states of sobriety. Eddie only recognized a handful of people, one of them being Billy Hargrove... and the other being you, Eddie's best friend, but also Hargrove's drop-dead, knock-the-fuck-out gorgeous girlfriend.

Eddie had overheard someone guess that you were dressed as a witch. Someone else guessed that you were dressed as Stevie Nicks. With a shrug, you'd answered, "Those are the same thing," like it was the most obvious certainty in the entire world.

You were in a sheer black off-the-shoulder maxi dress, the form-fitting fabric tight in all the right places. There was a long, gracious slit down the side that ran from hip to foot. When you moved in a certain way, Eddie could see that you were wearing black suede thigh-high boots, a little kitten heel clicking against the hardwood floors as you walked.

Right up to him.

"Hi, Eddie," you'd greeted with a smile, eyes wide and welcoming. You swirled the train of your dress a bit, swaying along to some Joni Mitchell song playing in the background. "Happy Halloween."

Eddie didn't get the chance to answer, though he was sure he'd have ended up stumbling over his words anyway, because you just looked so pretty tonight. He was only able to return the smile before Billy appeared beside you.

"Hey, man," Hargrove prompted, Eddie watching as the honey blonde rested lucky fingers on the small of your back. The other palm extended to clap Eddie on the shoulder a few times. "You bring it?"

"Yeah, it's just... uh..." Eddie dug his hand around in the front pockets of his jeans, then in the back pockets of his jeans, then eventually found what he was looking for in the pocket of his denim jacket, bypassing a broken button to reach for the little baggie in question.

As he was about to pull it out, Billy’s hand gripped his forearm, halting him. "Not here," Hargrove instructed. He stepped an inch closer to Eddie, voice lowering to just above a whisper. Eddie had to dip his head forward to try and hear the blonde over the music and commotion around them. "Come upstairs. Like fifteen minutes. Middle bedroom." At Eddie's confused expression (they were at a Halloween party thrown by Hawkins' most profitable drug dealer, for fuck's sake -- who the hell would care about a little coke?), Billy fashioned him a grin, stepping back. "Don't need everybody knowing my business and shit, ya know?"

Eddie guessed that was a decent enough explanation, so he shrugged the absurdity off. He'd always thought Billy was a little weird, anyway. And coming from Eddie Munson, the biggest fucking weirdo of all, that characterization spoke volumes.

After that, you and Billy disappeared. Eddie had followed the tail-end of your dress until you were lost in a sea of strangers, then decided to try and push the rest of the weed he had onto other partygoers, wanting to leave tonight with his current debt to Rick paid and his lunch box full of fresh goodies for the new month ahead.

It was exactly fifteen minutes later that Eddie began his ascent of the stairs to Rick's second floor. He weaved in and out of groping couples, stepped over sleeping Lettermen, and gave a tight-lipped smile to a group of girls that stumbled out of the bathroom and slammed right into him. He stepped to the side, giving them the right of way, before crossing the hallway to his destination: the middle bedroom.

The door was shut, so Eddie knocked. Waited a few seconds, then knocked again.

Still with no answer, he took a large step back, surveying the other doors around him to verify he hadn't gotten turned around and was in fact standing in front of the right room, which he was.

Eddie huffed a sigh. He glanced around the hallway again, checking to see if maybe Hargrove was just running late, but there was no blonde mullet in sight.

Figuring Billy must have been inside and was just... busy or something (actively ignoring him? suddenly gone deaf?), Eddie brought his hand to the knob to twist it and enter.

The room was mostly dark. Not exactly pitch black, thanks to a streetlight seen through the big bay window, but still dark enough that Eddie needed to blink rapidly several times to adjust his eyes to the new lighting.

His immediate thought was that Billy must have either forgotten to meet him up here or had ditched the party entirely and left the dealer packing with a now homeless dimebag of blow.

Off to the right, however, was a thick slab of pale-yellow light emanating from a partially closed door. It was the bathroom, which Eddie knew from sleeping in this very bedroom more than a handful of times since first meeting Rick Lipton a few years back.

And that’s when Eddie started to hear it.

Or, as he would soon come to find out, hear you.

He had at first mistaken the quick, soft breaths of air for sounds of pain or distress, which was why he'd begun inching towards the bathroom in the first place.

But now, standing in the shadow of the ajar door, he was able to peek inside. At the sight before him, Eddie felt his eyes widen, and a prickling warmth started to spread throughout his body.

Those were definitely not sounds of pain or distress.

Billy sat kneeled in front of where you were currently spread out on the bathroom counter. Your knees were hiked up towards your chest, your dress laying in a heap on the ground, and you were left only in a bright red bra. And those goddamn suede thigh-highs.

He should have walked away right then, he knew that. He was going to, really, but then you arched your back, your head falling lax behind you, and the fucking obscene moan you let out had Eddie biting down so hard on his bottom lip that he tasted blood.

How was he supposed to leave now?

He couldn't help himself.

You were just... you.

Thoughtful, generous, creative. You went out of your way to ensure no one ever felt judged or left out; you were known to drop everything without debate in order to help anyone who really needed it; you let him host Hellfire in your basement when the club needed a new location in a pinch, and even helped him plot twists in his campaigns.

Truly, Eddie had a very hard time seeing what you saw in that prick Billy Hargrove, but that was something to ponder at a later point. Because right now, Eddie was getting to see you in a position he'd only ever dreamed of seeing you in.

When would he ever get this chance again?

Eddie refused to think too deeply into this, deciding to pretend he didn't have a moral compass for a bit. It was probably bad. Likely even made him a pervert, but he'd been called much worse, so he figured he'd just add this one to the list now, too.

He wasn't exactly sure how he was going to be able to face either one of you again, but his feet just weren't working when his brain tried to tell them to move, and now his cock was starting to fill out the confines of his jeans in a way that had him seeking the relief of the doorframe, his hips acting of their own accord, finding a slow, rocking rhythm.

Billy had his palms splayed out on either side of your inner thighs, holding your legs open. Eddie quickly grew irritated that he couldn't see exactly what the blonde's tongue was doing. He thought that if he couldn't be the one with his own face buried against you, he wanted to at least have an unobstructed, close-up view.

He wanted to see Hargrove's lips wet with your slick, wanted to watch them wrap around your aching clit and suck until you tried to push him away. If Eddie could, he'd hold your arms down while Billy devoured you, wanting you to feel so much pleasure it was borderline painful.

He was pulled out of his fantasy by the sound of Billy's voice, raspy and teasing. "Love when you give me this sloppy fucking cunt," he said, the words themselves demeaning but his tone singing nothing but praises. Billy lowered his head back down, giving you a few long, loud licks.

Eddie knew he himself could be theatrical, but Billy Hargrove was dramatic in his own ways, and it did certainly seem like the blonde loved to hear the sound of his own voice. Apparently, eating pussy and its associated noises fell under this umbrella of Hargrove Histrionics.

Billy pulled his head back to spit several times on your well-loved cunt. Eddie didn't dare to blink as the other man brought two fingers to spread your lips and spit again, this time with your hardened nub as target. Both him and Billy watched intently as the saliva dripped slowly down your slit, past your empty hole, and leaked off of you entirely to darken an already present wet spot on Hargrove's blue jeans.

And fuck, you loved it.

With each assault of Billy's spit, you let out faint little gasps (fucking cute, Eddie had thought), body jolting at the contact, your eyes fluttering open and shut as the moisture filled in every curve of your core.

"So fucking messy, aren't you?" Billy taunted, his free hand moving to palm at his clothed length. Eddie was relieved to see Hargrove finally begin to touch himself, honestly impressed at the self-control the blonde had to disregard his pleasure and focus solely on yours. "Makes it feel so good when I finally fuck this thick cock inside you," he continued, unzipping his jeans as he stood. "You think this pussy's ready to soak me?"

Eddie felt like his skin was boiling. He wished he could eliminate some layers. Or all layers, preferably.

You were staring earnestly up at your boyfriend, a desperate pout on your face as you nodded in vigor. "Please, Billy," you begged, and Eddie couldn't take it any longer. He needed to fist his cock raw, having had enough of this grinding against the wall bullshit.

At the same time Billy dropped his jeans, Eddie did the same, pulling himself out of his boxer briefs. He muffled a groan of relief by biting down on the knuckles of his free hand, his other wrapping around the girth of his dick and just squeezing. He didn’t want to give in before Billy had gotten inside you.

The blonde sure was taking his sweet fucking time though, only wetting his length by sliding himself repeatedly between your lips. You were whining, and Eddie could tell you were trying to angle your hips in such a way that it would trip Billy up and he would slip inside. Good girl, get that fucking cock, Eddie thought, impatient and eager to cum, but not wanting to do so without first catching a glimpse at what you looked like stuffed and fucked full.

"Hmm, I dunno," Billy provoked, tapping his cock against your cunt with loud slaps. "Feels really good just like this, baby. Maybe I'll use the outside to fuck myself instead, cum all over this pretty little pussy, make an even bigger mess. You want that?"

You and Eddie both shook your heads at the same time.

You gave a grumble of annoyance (more of like a testy whimper, really) and brought a hand up to slap playfully at Billy's chest. "Fuck me, Billy," you demanded, your voice throaty and yearning. You dropped the hand at his chest to circle his cock, wrapping delicate fingers around his own and helping to stroke. "Need it inside."

"Oh, you need it, greedy girl?" It appeared he was going to listen to you, much to yours and Eddie's respite, because he lined himself up against your hole with one hand, the other moving to wrap around the nape of your neck. "I didn't know that. I gotta give my girl what she needs then. Can't have anyone thinking I don't take care of you."

Finally -- finally -- Eddie watched as Billy took one thrust to bury his cock inside you completely, the blonde releasing a loud, lewd moan. Eddie gave his own throbbing, sweat-slick length the same treatment, fucking into his fist from tip to base until he felt his tightening balls press against his twitching fingers.

You looked better stretched open than Eddie could have ever imagined -- a natural flush glowed on your skin, your bottom lip tugged tight between your upper teeth, your brows furrowed deep.

Your eyes rolled back as Billy began to move, a satisfied moan escaping your lips at the pace he was setting. The sound, contented yet desperate, was music to Eddie's ears. He wanted to record it and hear it on loop -- as a wake-up call, an afternoon pick-me-up, a bedtime lullaby.

Your hands moved to rest on either side of the surface of the sink below you, supporting your weight as Billy rocked into you with long, languid thrusts. Eddie tried to match Hargrove's pace with the stroke of his hand, envisioning it was his own cock giving you exactly what you needed.

You must have felt fucking good to be buried deep inside of, because Billy, always with something to say, was awfully quiet now.

He watched the other man's face through the reflection in the mirror, saw as Billy's baby blues fervently took in the sight underneath him, knowing he himself would be donning the same expression if positions were switched. Eddie knew Hargrove was admiring your perfect tits bouncing with the force of each thrust, knew he was lost in the dissipated doe-eyes that stared back up at him like he hung the fucking moon, when in reality he was just feeding your cunt some very well-deserved cock.

When your mouth dropped open unprompted, your pink tongue sticking out as far as it could go, that was the beginning of the end for Eddie. Both men knew exactly what you were asking for. Hargrove smirked approvingly at the sight before him, and he slowed the speed of his hips for better accuracy. He gathered as much saliva in his mouth as he could before leaning over you, parting his lips and letting gravity do its job.

Once your mouth was filled, Billy brought a hand to your jaw, forcing it shut. "Don't swallow," he instructed, his thrusts no longer slow and unhurried, but now posthaste and unrelenting.

Eddie could feel the familiar tingle in his lower abdomen, alerting him that his release was maybe a minute away. He fleetingly realized that he was going to have to very quickly clean his upcoming mess and get the hell out of the room before he was caught, but his attention was reeled back in when he heard a series of deep, breathless grunts.

"Okay, shit... spit it out now, baby," Billy was muttering, speech rushed, his head dipped to stare unwaveringly at where your bodies connected. "Oh fuck, spit on my fucking cock."

Eddie watched as you leaned yourself forward, angling your head down to release the spit you'd been holding in from your mouth, just adding to the noisy wetness between your legs.

And that did it. The visual — someone as soft and sweet as you doing something so filthy — had Eddie's toes curling in on themselves in his gym shoes, his hand pulsating around his cock to mimic a clenching cunt as he fucked himself into it. His release spilled out over his fist, dampening the ground below him and the bathroom doorframe. He saw stars.

Billy had followed Eddie right off the brink, muttering praises and obscenities interchangeably as you both came down from your highs. "Listen so well, dirty fucking girl. Always make me cum so hard, fuck, this pussy's so fucking full of me right now."

The sound of the quiet giggles urged out of you by Billy's tickling kisses on your neck were what brought Eddie back to the present reality. He wasn't back at home watching the hottest fucking porno he'd ever seen -- no, he was actually standing in a dimly lit bedroom, covered in his own cum, having just spied on his best friend while she got railed by her boyfriend.

Shit.

Eddie's moral compass came back with a vengeance. He cringed as he rubbed his sticky fingers on the inside of his band tee to clean them, not wanting anyone to catch a glimpse of crusty white as he made his getaway. He found a towel in a laundry basket and wiped away any remnants of his release from the wall and floor, then tossed it back into the hamper.

Not even able to glance back into the bathroom, his skin now heated from shame and embarrassment rather than arousal, Eddie buttoned up his jeans and hurried out of the room, ready to try and forget that all of that just happened.

About ten minutes later, he was perched against his van about a block from Rick's, where he'd parked. He was smoking a cigarette, having finally began to cool off and calm down. If he tried hard enough, he was sure he could convince himself this was all a really vivid hallucination, and maybe he'd be able to compartmentalize his moment of perversion that way.

He just needed to stay away from the two of you for a little while.

But then, because of course...

"Munson!"

Eddie quietly groaned, taking a deep drag off his cigarette to quell his already rapidly growing nerves from just the sound of the other man's voice alone. He turned to face Billy, plastering what he hoped was an easygoing grin on his face.

"Hey, man," Eddie greeted, his voice surprisingly steady.

Billy held his hands up in a 'What the fuck?' kind of way, brows furrowed. "Thought we had a plan," the blonde replied, stopping just a foot away from the tall metalhead. One side of Hargrove's mouth lifted. He looked predatory. Eddie fought back a hard swallow. "Did you even come upstairs?"

"What..." Eddie's brain went blank at the question. Or was it an accusation? It definitely sounded like one, but Billy didn't seem mad. The blonde was just staring at him expectantly, waiting for an answer.

"Y'know," Billy continued. "Because I told you to meet me in the middle bedroom? For the coke?" What had started as the slight of a smirk had turned into a full-blown grin on Hargrove's face. "You good, Munson? Lookin' a little spooked.”

To this, Eddie sobered his expression, shaking his head. "No, just like, busy night, that's all," Eddie answered lamely. Maybe Billy really didn't know. Maybe Eddie was just hyper-paranoid about having been caught that he was reading too deeply into this. After all, wouldn't Hargrove have been pissed to find out he'd been spying? Wouldn't he already have Eddie pinned against the van, spewing threats? "Lotsa deals. Kinda forgot about yours, my bad. Here, lemme get it..."

Eddie began digging around in his pockets, having forgotten again where the coke was. He blamed the alarms of anxiety going off in his brain (thoughts like fuck, he probably knows, which means she knows, and now she's gonna fucking hate me plaguing him).

But Billy said, "Don't worry about it, I'm good. Got my energy hit a little bit ago." The blonde then looked like he had remembered something, and began looking in his own pockets, "Shit, actually. Ya know what? I have something for you."

Eddie was sure the look of confusion on his face was readable. This whole night was turning out to be a fucking fever dream. He didn't think anything else could happen to make it any more surreal.

And then Billy was reaching his hand out to give Eddie something, that I-know-something-you-don't smirk present again, and Eddie took it without looking. He just wanted Billy to walk away so he could go crawl into the back of his van and smoke himself stupid to avoid any and all realizations and repercussions.

"See you ‘round," were Billy's parting words and Eddie just nodded dumbly, mute, and watched him go.

Once Hargrove was out of sight, Eddie opened his hand. At first, it just looked like an unassuming wad of fabric, maybe a sock or something, small compared to the size of his palm.

Eddie unraveled it, holding it out in front of him, and then very quickly tossed it inside his open passenger window, eyes darting around to make sure no one had seen what Billy Hargrove had just given him —

The matching pair of panties to your bright red bra.

#billy x reader #billy hargrove x reader #eddie x reader #eddie munson x reader #mungrove x reader #billy hargrove smut #eddie munson smut

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infamous-if · 5 months

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Dec ✮ 12 ✮ 2024 – update

Part of me hates doing these mostly because it's a whole lotta nothing and me just repeating everything I said the last update (lol) but I do like doing it because I like keeping people updated, even if it's a non-update. I may sound like a broken record (pun not intended) but I know a lot of people don't catch my updates every time so it's nice to just keep people informed yk yk

✮ — Part 2 + rewrite

Fun fact: I had written an entire essay about my excitement for the rewrite and chapter 3 and beyond but it got too long!

It boiled down to me wondering why I'm so excited for this rewrite and realizing it's because I feel comfortable enough to approach it with complete creative freedom. I wrote the first iteration of the demo with the constant worries swimming in my head like "I hope people understand what I'm trying to say here" and "I hope this situation is being read the way I intended for it to be read." And I think I sort of had those thoughts tenfold while writing Part 2. If you paid attention, you can probably see where I was trying to shut down certain discussions in the narrative lmao

Recently I had a tiny epiphany and reminded myself that it's not always about what I intend to write, but what is being understood by each reader. And yes this is basic writing 101 but let me have this moment of clarity okay. Embracing that means I can proceed with Infamous without holding back and sticking to my guns in regards to what I want for this story aka I'm just going to write what I write and like....not worry about the rest you feel (while of course integrating the common critiques and suggestions and improving on the things Infamous falls short in—I am not Shakespeare lmao)

ANYWAY my point is that I'm excited to fix up the demo !!! and just go back to it with complete confidence in myself and write whatever the heck feels right to me (and write the rest of the story lolol) and return with a better story than I have now for everyone!!

✮ — December will be for

planning what I'm going to improve and squeezing that in a reworked outline so it can flow much better narratively.

Outlining Chapter 3 and hopefully have the bare bones first draft drafted up which is mostly just be writing blocks of descriptions

I'm not sure I'll have anything substantial to justify looking for beta testers so soon yet but maybe!

work on my spice writing babey writing/reading spice makes me actually physically recoil but im determined to get better! which reminds me to finish the 6k follower gifts!

And also take a small breather because I am moving!

✮ — Patreon

I've already mentioned this on Patreon and a few times on here, but I do want to reiterate that Patreon content is coming out in bulk this month, in case anyone was wondering why I'm not posting as frequently. The content is still the same in terms of the quantity, it just won't be released every few days! thank you guys for being understanding of that <3

✮ —

My activity has is decreasing little by little due to my move but I do read every question and try to at least answer one question a day. I get quite a few mentions lately so I have to sort through those since I do get tagged in things, but I miss them due to my notifications. Usually I hope for the best and hope tracking the tag puts it on my dashboard <3 im not ignoring anyone!

That's all for now! Hope everyone has a happy December and Happy Holidays!

#update #December update #Amy the chatterbox

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oh god i have this idea.. rqs open right?? feel free to ignore this if it isn't but

imagine being akademiya!zandik's bf ,, but you notice a certain someone (sohreh) all up in zandik's business recently. you can tell he's annoyed by her but you certainly don't like it when she hooks her arm around his and he doesn't do anything about it since youre out in an expedition... yeah you can see her being fairly attracted to zandik, and you're not jealous! you know zandik by heart, but you honestly just told zandik you're jealous as an excuse to fuck him on the place where they planned to have a picnic, and he knows it GDSAD... yeah, imagine her surprise seeing her small crush getting fucked by his bf + being the last thing she sees before, well... 'getting attacked by rishboland tigers'

yeah thats all, take your time and have a good day ❤️ i too am starved of dottore content (hopefully i can push out ur request soon enough if youre that one anon i have :3)

Poor Timing ♥︎

Sub Akademiya Dottore x Dom Male Reader

Broadcaster Message - Bweeheheeh, this is such a good concept, i was just thinking about it!! also if ur talking about ur 📺 anon, that is me teeheee (> ^_^ )> i kept writing, deleting then rewriting this cause i dint know how i wanted to do this prompt 😭

Notes 🗒️ - Sub Akademiya Dottore, Dom Male Reader, Sohreh is present for the first half, Reader is called Zandik’s boyfriend, Dottore is called Zandik, Established relationship, Public sex??, Murder, Injury and blood mentioned, Nothing insanely graphic, Sohreh watches you fuck Dottore while she bleeds out on the ground, lmao, Reader is kinda mean and possessive, so is Dottore,

You noticed how close Sohreh was to Zandik, her arms always snaking around his, how close she would stand next to him, always trying to grab his attention. Of course, he only seemed annoyed by it. There had been a number of times you and Zandik would be holed up in your shared tent, his hands flying wildly in the air as he complained about the girl, and yet he never made of move to push her away.

And now you were gawking at Zandik as if he told you something insane, and well, he had!

“I said Sorhreh invited me to a picnic with her during lunch and I plan to go.”

You pressed your lips into a fine line as you tugged on the sleeves of your uniform, “Why? You hate her!” You whisper-yelled, making sure no one passing by would hear you. Zandik shrugged, turning to neatly place his papers and books into his bag. “She planed to do so near some ruins I wanted to explore, it would be convenient.” You groaned at Zandik’s words, leaning against the table he had his things placed on.

“You could explore the ruins with literally anyone else, or even by yourself! You don’t need Sohreh as an excuse to go there.”

Zandik stared at you, his bright red eyes making you shiver from how blank they seemed. “Are you…jealous?” Zandik gave you a teasing smirk, tilting his head as he analyzed your body language. You crossed your arms, debating if you should lie to Zandik or not. If you did, maybe he would finally ignore the girl, but he could also easily see through your white lie. You shrugged, “Maybe a bit,” was all you said, just a simple lie to see what Zandik would do.

Zandik hummed, still giving you an eerie smile. “I do hope you know I have no intention of furthering this relationship with Sohreh.” You watched as Zandik closed his bag, grabbing your hand and giving it a quick squeeze, “I’ll be back later.” You frowned as Zandik walked away from the camp, mulling over the many thoughts in your mind as he disappeared into the forest.

You rolled your eyes, wallowing in your own thoughts for a bit, chewing on your lip as you thought. You eyed Sohreh walking off in the same direction as Zandik, a cheery grin on her face. You ultimately decided to follow them into the forest. Perhaps you could have a bit fun when you caught up with the two of them.

It took you a bit to catch up with them, but you soon found Zandik stood over an injured Sohreh, her gaze fearful as Zandik examined her body. She was actively bleeding, Zandik poking and prodding a large gash on her abdomen. Sohreh noticed you and choked on the saliva and blood pooling in her mouth, trying to call out to you. Zandik turned around and stared back at you, a smile forming on his face at the sight.

You walked closer to the shivering form of Sohreh, crouching down to look at her injuries. “What happened to her?” Zandik smiled so sweetly at you, you knew he was the one who put her in this condition, from the blood that covered his hands and the bruising around her neck, you knew he did this. “She was attacked by rishboland tigers.” You could see the desperation in Sohreh’s eyes as he tried to shake her head, give you some kind of sign that he was lying. Though, you already knew this.

You leaned over and pressed a kiss to the top of Zandik’s head, threading your fingers through his hair, “Maybe this will teach her a lesson,” You smiled down at Sohreh, some kind of giddiness pooling in your stomach at the sight of her fearful expression. Zandik really was a bad influence on you.

“I’ve read your notes Sohreh.”

You spoke softly as you walked over to her body, removing the jacket of your uniform and ripping off the sleeves, pressing the fabric to her wounds. “I’ve seen what you’ve said about my Zandik. He really is handsome isn’t he?” You tied pieces of fabric around Sohreh’s smaller wounds, pressing chunks into her deeper ones before propping her up against a tree. “Don’t go dying on us yet, I want to have a bit of fun and I want you to watch.” You stood up and took a moment to look over Sohreh, making sure all her wounds were effectively covered.

Sohreh’s breathing was shaky was you walked over to Zandik, taking his hands in yours, watching as you pressed gentle kisses against his face.

You were both insane, and she was going to die in the middle of no where with two utterly mad people.

You hummed as you sloppily pressed a kiss to Zandik’s lips, hands cupping his cheeks gently. “You really ought to be more careful my love, what if someone else found you both here?” You pressed your forehead to Zandik’s, relishing in the cries and choked pleas Sohreh let out. “I could’ve dealt with it.“ Zandik kissed you, his bloodied hands resting on your hips as he gently swayed, humming softly against your lips. “Now, what was it you wanted Sohreh alive for?” You grinned wildly at Zandik, leaning forward for another kiss.

Sohreh wished she was dead. She wished she had never been paired with Zandik. She was currently sat against a tree, unable to move because of her injuries, forced to watch you fuck Zandik.

You had him on the picnic blanket Sohreh brought, face pressed into the ground and ass up, you behind him, drilling your cock into his hole. “Bet this isn’t what you were expecting, Sohreh.” You turned Sohreh and gave her a big grin, “Watching your crush getting dicked down by his boyfriend during what was meant to be a sweet picnic date.” You snapped your hips against Zandik, ripping a moan from him.

His back was so beautifully arched, drool spilling down his chin as he babbled nonsense. Neither of you cared if anyone found you, or cared that Sohreh was watching, you only cared for each other. Zandik groaned at the feeling of your dick stretching him out so perfectly. He hated to admit that he missed your touch during this expedition, he so badly wanted you to kiss him, showed him with your affections, he just hadn’t expected it to happen like this.

Zandik turned his head so he could look at you, face pressed against the blanket beneath him. “Hahhh- Were you r-really so jealous you had to follow me here?” Zandik teased you, voice wavering and speech slurred, “A-and just so you could fuck me—! Y-you’re so n-needY AHH-“ You pulled out completely then stuffed your full length into Zandik, effectively shutting him up. You both knew you weren’t actually jealous, that your statement was just a little white lie, but that wasn’t going to stop you from using it as an excuse to fuck Zandik, nor would it stop Zandik from teasing you.

You relishes in the sweet moans and whimpers spilling from Zandik’s lips, your Zandik’s lips. You moved your hands to pull at his aching cock, a shrill moan being ripped from Zandik. “Look at how quickly you fall apart under me~” You tugged and pulled in Zandik’s dick at a similar pace to your thrusts, smearing his pre all over his shaft and abdomen. “You’re so adorable.” You laughed at the whine Zandik let out, leaning forward to continue to whisper small praises to him.

You weren’t quite sure how long you had fucked Zandik, how many orgasms you had wrung out of him, his poor dick only able to sputter out small amounts of watery cum onto your hands. You had filled Zandik to the brim, his tummy almost appearing bloated from how much cum you had stuffed into him, each thrust some would spill from his hole.

Sohreh had gone quiet, her gaze cloudy as she stared blankly at the ground, you honestly didn’t care. You moved so you now had Zandik in your lap, with you sitting cross-legged on the picnic blanket. “You think it’d be more believable you were attacked if you had a limp?” You teased, Zandik forcing out a scoff at your words as he leaned back against you.

You looked up, seeing the sky was a beautiful orange hue. Just how long had you been gone? You rested your chin on Zandik’s shoulder, humming softly to yourself. “Ready to head back?” Zandik nodded, stumbling slightly as he stood up and reached for his uniform. You wondered how you were going to explain this to your Seniors.

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