I'm Thinking About Doing The Second Part Of Con Todo Mi Corazn, Para Toda Mi Vida Because I Reread The

I'm thinking about doing the second part of “Con todo mi corazón, para toda mi vida” because I reread the second part and found it very weak, it doesn't even seem like I was the one who wrote it.

I'll probably do this after I write the Lew and Nano oneshot (⁠ ͡⁠°⁠ ͜⁠ʖ⁠ ͡⁠°⁠)

MAFIA!ANAKIN HEADCANONS

TW: at some point it contains sexual content, so if you're sensitive to that or don't feel comfortable with it, please do not read for your own safety and comfort. Kinda violence, ani is a criminal, italian phrases/words (i do learn this language but if there's any mistake, im so sorry), mentions of drugs and gambling, ani with troublematic childhood, ITS VERY LONG!!

Mafia!Anakin who didn't know happiness until he met you. Yes, he had money, he had luxurious life but when you appeared in his life, you filled an empty hole in his heart

Mafia!Anakin who spoils you like crazy. You want something, you'll get it the same day, unless your behavior is out of place

Mafia!Anakin who keeps you away from most of his business for your own safety. He'd not forgive himself if something would happen to you because of him/his job

Mafia!Anakin who taught you how to use a gun so you could protect yourself when he's not around;

"No, again," his voice cut through your thoughts, firm and authoritative. Normally, Anakin was carefree in your presence, but teaching you how to use a gun was a different matter – he took it very seriously.

"What's wrong now?" you retorted, rolling your eyes in annoyance. You had been doing this for hours, with nothing but mistakes and failures, and your patience was wearing thin.

"Your grip...again," he said firmly, stepping closer behind you. He reached out to adjust your grip, his hands guiding yours. "You need a firmer grip, angel."

"I already have a firm grip," you retorted stubbornly.

He couldn't help but let out a small chuckle "Not as firm as it should be," he gently corrected "it's not a puppy you're holding in your hand, dolcezza." His hand wrapped around yours, adjusting your fingers and gripping them even tighter, forcing you to hold the gun properly. "This is what a firm grip looks like."

He pulled away, fixing his gaze on you again, searching for any mistakes. You tried your best to keep still, clutching the damn thing in your shaking hands. Generally, you didn't like such objects, but with Anakin, it was slightly easier. You knew he was doing this out of concern for your well-being.

"Your feet are too close together." He observed, moving in closer. "Having such a small base gives you less balance, which you don't want. You need a steady position in situations like these, angel. Otherwise, things can go very wrong."

He gently pushed his knee between your legs, widening your stance. You involuntarily stirred a little at his action, but he continued "You need to be sturdy, firm. But at the same time, flexible"

"You don't stand like that when you use a gun," you pointed out

he chuckled again, his breath warm against the back of your neck. "That's because I've been holding one ever since I was a kid, angel. You're just learning, sweetheart. You need to learn the proper stance first. We'll get to my type of stance when you have the basics nailed down."

He gently adjusted your stance, his hands steady on your hips. "Keep your feet hip-width apart, and relax your shoulders. It's all about balance and control."

Mafia!Anakin who's obviously possessive over his treasure, his pretty angel. If any man dared to look at you in a way that made you uncomfortable or made anakin question the man's behavior, anakin would make sure he would never look at you again

Mafia!Anakin who takes you to casinos which are filled with rich guys and lavishly dressed women. The place where crimes begin. He'd most of the time let you sit on his lap while he plays gambling, asking for your favorite number for his own luck

Mafia!Anakin who makes sure everyone knows that you're his and only his. Multiple marks on your neck from his lips, his hand on your waist and much more was just basics to publicly claim you

Mafia!Anakin who speaks to you in change between Italian and english, often calling you tesoro, dolcezza but also angel, baby, sweetheart

Mafia! Anakin who finds you and his close friends that he works with as his only family

Mafia!Anakin who shows you the world; takes you to different places in other countries for vacation

Mafia!Anakin who's absolutely in love with your reactions to his gifts for you; your wide smile, your sparkling with excitement eyes, your endless 'thank you' between your kisses

Mafia!Anakin who keeps you away from any drugs his friends bring since he wants to keep you away from such things

Mafia!Anakin who would throw himself on train for you. Who would take a bullet for you if he'd have to, if it meant to keep you safe and happy. Who would do anything you want. Even deprive someone of their life, since he did much worse things

Mafia!Anakin who has a habit of using new things on your delicate body;

you both laid in his king-sized bed as he worshipped your body with his plush, pink lips, gently pressing kisses against your stomach. Between his slim fingers he held the tweezers to occasionally add more radiant diamonds inside your belly button

"I love using them on you. You're just so hot," he murmured against your skin

"So irresistible," he continued with a huskier tone "Such a pretty girl..so beautiful..so gorgeous."

He moved his lips to yours, gently brushing them against each other "You would never leave me, would you?"

You shook your head defiantly, locking your gaze with his blue eyes that you could so easily drown in

"Good girl"

Mafia!Anakin who would never dare himself to treat you like he treats others. You're his favorite girl, his pretty angel and he'd be damned if he even dared himself to adress to you with such coldness or disrespect

Mafia!Anakin who loves the sound of your voice. You could just talk about nonsense, or about the book you've been reading and he'd be completely mesmerized by the sweet, gentle sound of it

Mafia!Anakin who finds you as his only source of comfort. After a rough day all he'll do is clinging to you, burying his face in the crook of your neck, savouring your scent. In your presence he could easily calm down, easily forget about the earlier events, at least for some time.

Mafia!Anakin who has a heart of ice but for you he'd burn the world

Mafia!Anakin who killed a man with the nearest object he could find (a book) just because he dared himself to touch you

Mafia!Anakin who hates to argue with you but when it happens, it always ends in the bed with rough love making

Mafia!Anakin who made love to you in every room, every small or bigger place in your shared penthouse

Mafia!Anakin who sometimes, if you're okay with it or insist yourself, takes out his frustration and indignation on you in bed;

"they're just so stupid" he growled in anger and annoyance, letting it all pour on his rough thrust "They can't do one thing correctly.. I swear to god if they mess up another goddamn thing, I'm going to kill them all. Every. Single. One of them"

"they're so useless. So pathetic." he leaned to kiss your neck "They can't do anything right, can't follow a single simple order to save their lives"

Each thrust in and out seemed to go even deeper, hitting this sweet spot that made you see those delightful stars as moans slipped through your mouth. Your eyes kept fighting to stay open, to see this desperate, awfully beautiful expression on his face. This sweaty curls, all messy and getting to his sharp blue eyes, this clenched jaw, his muscles that ripped and were, especially now, looking more defined and flexible than earlier. Gosh, the sight was enough to bring you over the edge

His eyes turned more soft, his own thrusts becoming more gentle. He was proud of himself, making a complete mess out of you and every time he loved to see you like this. All breathless and with marks all over your skin

"But at least I have you to help me release all this pent up anger.. you're so good at it, tesoro. So good for me...Only you can undo me, angioletto" he whispered, his breath growing ragged with each movement of his hips. "Only you can save me from my anger"

Mafia! Anakin who is a switch; yes, he can be a dominant one but he can easily turn into a submissive boy from only you being on top of him;

"Ani..it's so big.." you mewl, trying to adjust to his size in a new position

your words made him let out a low, pleased moan. He couldn't leave his pretty girl all helpless now, could he? His hands roamed towards your hips to help you move on his lenght "You flatter me, principessa" he groaned "Feels too big for you, does it? Too much?"

As much as his words could be true, you didn't want to admit it. You didn't want to stop it "mh--no..just.. perfect" with his help you lifted and slammed down on his cock

Your actions caused him to throw his head back and dig his long fingers to your soft flesh

"you feel so good..." he mumbled. Seeing you accustom to his size, he moved his hands through your body, feeling the need to squeeze, grope and touch every spot

"Dio, you're gonna be the death of me..." He whispered, driving himself deeper into you to feel more friction

Feeling his member pulsing against your walls only gave you another reason to tease him more, to bring him over the edge in the most pleasant way (for you)

"Oh gods..." he mumbled, his teeth gritted as he felt you increasing your movements "You're gonna...drive me... insane, c-cazzo.."

"you're gonna be a good boy and fill me up?" you moaned, watching his screaming in pleasure face

A shiver run down his body after he had heard your breathless words. There was something about seeing you turn from a sweet girl to a taking charge woman that absolutely turned him on more than he would like to admit

"Y-yeah.." he panted, his eyes opening to fix on her face, "I'll be a good boy for you, I'll fill you up... I'll do anything you say... anything to please you, bella"

Mafia!Anakin who goes absolutely crazy when you surprise him with new lingeries, costumes for cosplays; it all drove him insane

Mafia!Anakin who gives you the experience of three times in a row (making you finish for the three times);

his lips gently pressed against your neck, going up to whisper words in your ear "You tell me if you need to stop. You're so tired, I don't want to go too far and hurt you, ok?"

And you, all weary and sensitive after all what happened, could only nod in response. When his lips were going down your body, to your specific spot, your hand went down to grab at his curls, tugging on some strands around your fingers as he finally wrapped his lips around your clit-all with his eyes on yours

"You'll be walking with a limp tomorrow, mio piccolo coniglio" he mumbled between your flesh

Even if you were already tired, the shockwaves of pleasure went through your body, causing your moans to get louder

"Ani.." you whined breathlessly

The sound of his name leaving your lips made his entire body shudder. He loved the way you'd moan, whine and cry out his name. It was like a drug to him, and he craved it, craved the way you sounded and the way you tasted "Gods I love you" he breathed against your core

"the dearest god..." you moaned as his tongue lapped at your folds, making you arch your back

"You taste so good, sweetheart..can't have enough of you, never can.." he speeded his movements which was enough to make you scream

Mafia!Anakin who often talks to you about his traumatic childhood which obviously made a huge impact on his future

Mafia!Anakin who's basically a criminal; wouldn't hesitate to kill someone if that person was in his way

Mafia!Anakin who finds comforting in teaching you Italian. Just loves hearing you speak that language, even if you may suck at it

I've never really thanked you guys for being here, with me. For all your support, for all the lovely sweet comments. For reaching out to me in my inbox/dms..thank you for 301 followers! Really, love all of you with all my heart. Sending big hugs and kisses!

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I am very grateful to you, dear, for fulfilling my request. 😻❤️🫶

I thought I'd give you a couple more ideas. Whether you want to implement them or not is up to you. 🤗

1. An event occurs (at your discretion) because of which the reader behaves shyly and the dilfs notice it and begin to tease the reader, which makes the reader even more shy and the dilfs knock the reader down on the bed to cuddle and kiss her. After all , the shyness of the reader touches and drives the dilfs crazy .

2. Dilfs are obsessed with the reader's breast and start sucking it

3. The reader is innocent and how her first time goes with dilfs

4. The reader teases the dilfs and they slap the reader on the ass as punishment . And the dilfs notice that the reader likes it and the dilfs continue to slap the reader on the ass

5. Dilfs notice that a stranger begins to molest the reader and they turn on the defender modes, ready to kill the person who molested the reader.

P.s. I'm sorry that so many ideas turned out.🙂‍↕️🙃 And of course you can do all of them, or several, or not write them at all (I leave the choice to you) 🫶❤️

Hey hey sweetie! There's nothing to thank you for, I loved your request, it was a delight to write.

I loved them all, really, I'll probably do something with one or two of them, maybe tomorrow I can start sketching something out.

Please feel free to pop into my inbox. If you knew how much I love seeing inbox notes, you'd send them to me all the time, I swear!

Natural Enemies || FC43

summary: maybe Franco and Y/N don't hate each other as much as they think.

cw: fights, some swearing, and obscenity.unprotected sex (don't be reckless kids, don't follow suit here), p in v, hair pulling, slapping and maybe reader!sub(?)

a/n: I wanted to write something this afternoon, but I didn't want anything too long. So here's a drabble with baby-Franco (I think he's a baby, people, judge me)

starring: Franco Colapinto x Brazilian!Reader

Only God and the saints in heaven knew how much she hated Franco Colapinto, and that went beyond him being Argentinian — well, everyone knew about the historical rivalry between Brazilians and Argentinians — Franco was insufferable beyond belief and seemed to love testing her limits.

She really hated him, even at that moment when his hips were slamming into hers with savagery and desire. Y/N hated him, but she still fucked him because one thing had nothing to do with the other.

“Porra Franco” (fuck Franco) Y/N moaned, feeling his cock hit all the right places inside her, she shouldn't be there, and she certainly shouldn't be fucking him without a condom, but fuck, she was senseless when she was with Franco, whether it was fighting or fucking. “Don't stop, don't stop, damn it”

He smirked, rolling Y/N’s denim skirt up her hips before landing a slap on her ass. “I won’t stop, muñequita, I won't stop” he growled, leaving another mark on the girl's buttocks.

She arched her back more, leaving her hips more up against Franco, she was lost in the sensations of his cock going in and out nonstop, the slaps on her ass and of his hand tangled in her hair.

“You don’t hate me that much, isn't it, ¿amorcito?” He scoffed, pulling her face down to kiss her, a sloppy, open-mouthed kiss.

Y/N brought one of her hands to the back of his neck, pulling his curls between her fingers, making him grunt. The wet sound of their bodies slamming together only made her even more excited and if Franco kept fucking her like he hated her (and he did), she would cum in seconds.

“I fucking hate you, idiota” She said, hearing his chuckle in her ear, she rolled her eyes when Franco released her hips and began circling her sensitive clit. “Porra sim, não para, Franco” (Fuck yes, don't stop, Franco) she begged, feeling her whole body tremble in an intense orgasm, the pilot moaned hoarsely as Y/N tightened around him, making him cum inside her, staining her soft walls with his sperm.

They both took a deep breath, trying to calm down. Franco pulled out of her slowly, grunting as he watched his cum leak from Y/N's folds.

“Eso es tan jodidamente hermoso, muñequita” (This is so fucking beautiful, baby doll) he said, pushing everything inside her again. “Don't let anything slip, you don't want anyone to know that I fucked you in the equipment room, do you?”

Y/N moaned softly as she felt the fingers “For the love of God, man, shut up and give me my panties back.”

Franco got ready, wiping the sweat from his forehead before stuffing her panties into the pocket of his overalls. “No, it’ll be my lucky charm today.”

He said and left the room, leaving a furious Y/N behind.

Damn, she fucking hated him!

I'm thinking about how I'm going to gather all the @ who asked to be tagged in the second part of OOTP...

I just found out that Lewis has been suffering from depression since he was thirteen and how F1 contributed to it. I wonder what it would be like if the FIA required teams to provide psychological support, a lot of different serious things.