I Need Someone To Tell Em Who These Two Are

Lucaaaaaa TTTTT

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Okay now that it’s confirmed that Jared is gonna be in the new season of The Boys, I NEED Eric Kripke to write in a scene where Jared’s character makes out with Soldier Boy. Like IMAGINE BITCH!!! The SCANDAL!!! (I want this to happen so fucking bad 😭)

me after fabio became viral bcs of his stupidity and i can’t gatekeep him anymore

Hellooo… im craving for a fabio quartararo angst one shot that ends up with 💕💣💥❤️‍🔥 you know. Thanksss 🫶🏻

Ok yeah that request is>>

Since u didn't specify the reader I'll just use male reader since I'm most comfortable with that

Warnings: smut obv, bit of angst

Summary: After Fabio injures himself you have a small fight about the risks racing brings

Post-Race Tension

You were sitting on the bed in your shared bedroom, texting with Tom.

You: Pls tell me he's okay

Tom: Just a few scratches nothing to serious, he's on his way to you

As if he knew, at exactly that moment the door was opened.

You stood up, looking at Fabio, his smile and all the little scratches on his face. After a few seconds you walked over to him and slapped him right across the face, wiping said smile right off his face: "What the actual FUCK were you thinking?"

"I'm sorry darling but you know I have to take risks and besides nothing happened, it's okay", he grabbed you by the hips and tried to kiss you.

You turned around and walked away: "No it's not okay, you could've DIED!"

You spun on your heel, staring him in the face: "Y- You know what? I can't do this anymore!

We talked about this. You can't risk your life every race, especially if there isn't even an actual chance of you overtaking someone.

I'm just sick of worrying every week. You're not just taking a normal, calculated risk like all the other riders, you don't even care.

You don't care if you die, at least that's what it seems like"

At this point, you were crying and hyperventilating. You felt a burning anger and sadness. It felt as if your heart was getting ripped apart.

Fabio walked up behind you and hugged you: "Hey mon cœur, please come down."

He carefully picked you up and placed you on the bed, still hugging you. His touch was gentle and his voice oh so caring: "Of course, I care. I care so much. I wanna spend the rest of my life with you and I obviously couldn't do that if I was dead"

You felt your anger fade, replaced by more tears and sobbing.

He smiled as you cuddled into him. "I- I'm sorry, I just don't want to lose you"

"It's alright mon cœur. I promise you I'll be more careful from now on."

Slowly you both laid down on the bed, your head on his shoulder and his arm tightly around you.

"I love you", he pulled you into a kiss. It was a gentle kiss, full of love.

You grinned, your cheeks wet and vision blurry: "I love you too"

Fabio couldn't control his smile anymore. He pulled you in again, kissing you harder.

As he carefully bit your lip the kiss got more heated. You let out a heavy breath as he gripped you at your hips, below your shirt which got discarded a few seconds later.

You held onto his strong arms and pulled his hoodie right off. At the same time he hooked his fingers into the elastic of your boxers while kissing your neck.

Deciding you've waited for long enough you pulled both your remaining clothing off. You could hear a quiet sigh as he felt your naked skin against his.

Still impatient you got to work, taking his cock into your hands, slowly stroking the tip. You could hear his moans as he bucked his hips into your hand.

After a few minutes he rolled over, opening the nightstand and getting out a bottle of lube. He lubed up his fingers, rubbing them together to get the sticky substance warm.

Slowly he pushed one finger in your hole and curled it. He chuckled: "You're still prepped from this morning aren't you"

He pushed in one more, scissoring them inside until he was sure you could take him.

After he lubed up his dick he asked: "Are you ready"

"Just fuck me" , You kissed him.

Grinning at your words he slowly pushed into you.

You moaned as you felt the familiar stretch. You put your hands around his neck and your legs around his waist.

When he was fully inside he started moving slowly, going faster and faster as you pushed your hips back.

His thrusts became rougher. All you could hear were your moans and his pants together with the sound of skin on skin.

You felt the familiar heat pool in you and Fabios thrusts were also getting sloppier.

"Oh God Fabio - I'm fucking close", you yelled and spread your legs farther so he could reach that one special point more easy.

With a loud groan he spilled inside you, just as you came with his name on your lips.

He slowly pulled out, kissing you and getting up to get a towel and some water.

He cleaned you up and laid next to you.

You snuggled into him and put your hand on his chest.

"I love you"

"I love you too"

"Please promise me you'll be more careful from now on", You looked up to him.

His eyes were on you, gazing down lovingly: "I promise"

Slowly both of you drifted off to sleep.

English isn't my first language so yeah. If you find mistakes feel free to point those out. I also realised i used the german punctuation marks for speech so sorryyy

Always happy bout feedback :)

for once marc is innocent

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And that is EXACTLY how my paranoia started and why I still can't do "embarrassing" things like sing along to songs and shit without giving myself a mental peptalk before, my people 😭😭😭

when I was younger I was scared of Jesus watching me from the sky [since we used "cielo" to refer "heaven" AND "sky"]

yesterday I saw this meme here

that is how I used to imagine Jesus. sneaking between clouds to see if I was showering or whatever

i really like the idea of Dean fully aware he is not being normal with Cas, that he isn't "just" his best buddy or brother in arms, he doesn't even care cas's in a male vessel, not really, because that's the thing, he's also fully aware that Cas is a divine creature, something so big and abstract that Dean can't even begin to comprehend, so despite needing him, wanting him, he never thinks that having something like that with Cas is even a possibility, that Cas would eventually move on from these two humans he's met because he's literally eons old, so he never tries anything, and then the angel is telling him he loves him and he's sobbing on the floor and UGH

#ROSQUEZ: i hated you once, i envy you now.