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desire; i want to turn into you by inquisit0r for writings, scuderiahamilton (myungsooism)
Fandoms: Formula 1 RPF
06 Mar 2026
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“So you were in the military then?” She tugs the jacket closer around herself, the warmth from his body heat and the smell of whatever cologne and a scent that's just him surrounding her.
He brushes a hand over his moustache as he answers. “Not anymore, but yes. A while.”
“Should I—should I be calling you sir then.” Holy shit, how fucking embarassing. She’s the original case study for Freud. It’s an innocent joke, except not really because she felt a weird heat floating around her stomach as she said that.
“Is that something you'd like to call me?” She feels the heat turn to lava at his easy confidence. She crosses her legs to stave the feeling off and it seems he notices that.
“Dunno.” She murmurs, feeling unsure. He brings a hand to rest on her thigh and she feels a shiver move through her body. He’s clearly pleased at the effect he has on her.
“You don't know?” He rubs her thigh soothingly, experienced hands a calming weight, “Seems like you do know what you’d like to call me, Lewis.”
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or: making val a bear because my preferences are transparent
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“You’re so sassy,” he says. “But I need to have a shower now, alright?”
The dog carries on panting even when Lewis stops stroking him, so he can assume he’s probably been forgiven for trying to shut him out of the bathroom. Lewis had already experienced this trial with Roscoe and Coco before, and had thankfully gotten them to not trail him in here.
“Don’t look,” Lewis tells him as he undresses, pointing a warning finger at the dog. The dog just stares back at him, and the Brit is almost certain that he can see a smirk on that face.
“You little creep,” Lewis sighs, turning to face away from the dog before he takes his boxers off. He might just be a dog, but it’s just weird to be watched in his own bathroom.
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Or; when you dog analogy someone so much you just give in and make it a reality.
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That's when he hears from across the room, “To the girl dressed as that sexy vamp, meet me in the kitchen!” He hears hoots accompany the hollering and looks back to Lewis.
She shrugs, “I didn't realise it’d be such a hit.”
“You’re half naked Lewis, this really shouldn't surprise you.” He says before his mind catches up and he bites his lip nervously.
Lewis looks at him, shocked. “I guess yeah,” She unwraps a chocolate, “Is that what you think too?”
Sebastian blinks at the comment. Something in him cracks further. “Do you want my honest opinion?”
Lewis tilts her head, chewing on the chocolate she lifted from one of the candy bowls. Big, brown eyes looking up through her eyelashes at him, awaiting his answer.
“Is it too much or something?”
“You look…good.” He says, hand clenching with the urge to reach out and settle on her bare waist, caressing the shiny stretch marks and rubbing the cute mole. He may tear his hair out.
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Or sebson eiffel towering lewis; the fic
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“Are you joking?” Sebastian asks insistently, grip tightening on Lewis’ hips as he stares at the man's red bitten lips.
“Why are you doing that?” Lewis retorts as he pushes at Seb’s chest to get him to back up. Sebastian refuses to move.
“Why won't you kiss me?” Seb leans in again and Lewis ducks him again.
“This isnt the—the time for stuff like that man, cant you just get along with it?” Sebastian feels a pit open in his chest.
“You really can't just kiss me? What time would be better for it then?” He presses.
“Y’know, Nico never—“ He cuts off with a gasp as Sebastian's grip tightens. Lewis is gonna have red finger prints on his hips at this rate, and the voice in the back of Lewis’ head wants them to stick.
“Don't mention his name here,” Sebastian hisses and Lewis furrows his eyebrows in confusion at the genuine vitriol in his tone.
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or; yet another post baku-17 hate sex fic. but longer.
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"Sebastian. Whatever you're plotting right now needs to stop. Don't even think about it. I swear on Roscoe if you do anythin--"
"I'd say he's quite attractive actually," Seb comments casually, blazing past Lewis' adamant rejections. "Why the wistful sighing and cow eyes? The mullet- oh, Lewis, is he straight?" Sebastian frowns in sympathy.
"I dont think so," He denies quickly. Like someone who's guilty. He's quite sure he was gay, not to overestimate his own looks but all the joking and fliting was real, or atleast was definitely gay. Even if it turns out it was one-sided. Even then, the cafe itself has a pride mural and lots of little flags over the outdoor seating section. It's very cute.
Also Lewis had a lengthy make out session with the guy in the back of the bar by the snazzy water feature. Perhaps he's closeted. Yeah. Sebastian does not need to know that part. Lewis himself had made sure he tried to block it out unless he wanted to take a cold shower to calm down.
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Short and Sweet by inquisit0r
Fandom 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime), 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Manga)
18 Jul 2024
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“I thought I’d feel fine playing against you, but I’ve been thinking about us all week and I can’t get it off my mind when you do shit like—” Jude cut himself off mid-ramble. “Like…”
Erling reached out, subconsciously tilting Jude’s chin up with his fingers to make him meet his gaze. “Like?”
Jude’s ears flushed pink, eyelashes fluttering. “Like—shit like that, Erling,” he whispered. “Don’t do this to me.”
Or: Jude shows up at Erling's hotel room the night after the England vs. Mexico game. They talk, among other things.
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14 Jul 2026
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He scored a hat-trick tonight. But the only thing he really wants is waiting in room 412.
4months of silence. One World Cup quarter-final. And Erling Haaland at Jude Bellingham's door with hunger in his eyes and nothing left to lose. No barriers. No games. Just the two of them, finally saying what they've been too scared to say and taking it, rough and raw.
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14 Jul 2026
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His fingers moved faster than his mind, and before he even realized what he had done, Erling’s worried voice echoed through the other end of the line.
“Jude? Jude, what happened?”
He had no idea how long his sobs had been filling the silence between them. All he knew was that he needed to hang up as quickly as possible if he wanted to salvage what little self-preservation he had left.
“I-I didn’t… This was a mistake. I’m sorry.”
He should have known that hanging up wouldn’t be the end of it.
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13 Jul 2026
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Jude Bellingham's heat was always going to come around the quarter finals and he was always going to play through it with a mouthful of suppressant and God's will. No the real issue is that he was never going to have to play against his own mate. That's the real issue. ; or,
Jude's heat gets out of hand because Haaland's in the same city, and because he's an international athlete, it has to be discussed in actual meetings.
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13 Jul 2026
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Jude Bellingham had spent years pretending Dortmund was just another chapter of his career.
Then the World Cup draws England against Norway.
Suddenly every headline screams Haaland vs. Bellingham, every camera catches them looking at each other, and Erling keeps smiling like he’s seen something Jude hasn’t.
Jude has no idea why his former teammate can’t stop staring.
He has even less of an idea why he can’t stop looking back.
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13 Jul 2026