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[silk-bullet]

@samnangs-reblogs

Hearst’s Garden

[papayasector]

oh how they move me

[airimomoienthusiast]

someone tell me why i JUST found out about tiny titans. oh my god. tim is. so cute. i love him so much.

new tim! ignore jason /j (most of these were taken on my school laptop so i apologise for the horrendous quality)

survival instincts of a pineapple btw

[norristeria]

PAIRING 𝄡 Lando Norris x Fan! FemReader

SUMMARY 𝄡 It was a stupid idea⏤scribbling your number on a scrap of paper and giving it to Lando at the Monaco Grand Prix. It would never work. And even if you did manage to give it to him, it's not like he's going to use it, right?

TAGS 𝄡 SMAU. Fluff.

NOTE 𝄡 In honor of Lando winning the sprint, enjoy whatever this is! Thank you so much my dear @tsunodaradio for requesting this story ( alongside other amazing ideas I'll brainstorm later! ) <33 I don't even know where this is going, I'm operating on vibes alone. This is just a sort of intro⏤the other parts will have a lot more substance.

likes, comments, reblogs are much appreciated!

━━━━ Next Part! ❦

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yourusername I will never financially recover from this, but it is so worth it. Can you guess what I'm doing today??? ✴️🌈🧃🏎️

23 minutes ago

user1 5min hmmm let me guess... you're going to the monaco grand prix? ♥︎ liked by author

yourusername 4min HOW DID YOU KNOW??? 😱

user1 3min idk, perhaps cause you've been reminding me everyday. between each class. for the past three months. ♥︎ liked by author

user2 14min ENJOY BUB 🫶🏼 you deserve it ♥︎ liked by author

yourusername 11min I definitely will!!!!!

emmaprlx 20min pls don't get arrested for public indecency or something if you do see lando ♥︎ liked by author

emmaprlx 19min y/n. i see you liking my comment. and i've seen your most recent tweet. yourusername 19min 🙃 emmaprlx 19min I'M NOT BAILING YOU OUT OF JAIL OR SUBBING YOUR CLASSES.

[yourusername] user1 Replied to your story: CONGRATS OMG 😭😭

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[yourusername] emmaprlx Replied to your story: try to look more uncomfortable next time

[yourusername] emmaprlx Replied to your story: but i'm proud of you for controlling yourself he doesn't seem TOO traumatized

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YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE! from: Emma 🧌

YOU HAVE ONE NEW MESSAGE! from: Unknown

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[zekeen]

@eattheacid 🤗😋

I want to cook for you. I want to bake for you. I want to share homemade meals and love with you.

[kianamaiart]

You look super cute with your new haircut.

thank yew 🫶🏾

[cerebral-device]

Realized I’ve collected all three of them

Edited pic of them together :-]

[linktoo-doodles]

the only media they both are into is mlp

[tyonfs]

10k notes is INSANEEEE 😵‍💫 wow tysm for all the love !!! 💗💞💖💘 i never thought my fics would hit numbers like that and it makes me so happy to see such a fic so precious to me be so well received :') i'm so so happy thank you!!!! 🥰🥰

cat & mouse

❝ rule number one of bro code states that sisters are completely off-limits, and, y/n, we just pushed that limit. ❞

PAIRING ▸ na jaemin x fem!reader

GENRES ▸ smut, crack, fluff, college au, friends with benefits au

WARNINGS ▸ lots of !! sexual tension !! and jaemin acting like a dick, protective big brother!jaehyun, lots of sneaking around, jaemin calls you princess a lot, teasing, fingering, alcohol consumption, hooking up, thigh riding, smut, oral sex, aftercare

SUMMARY ▸ tired of meaningless hookups and dull parties, na jaemin had always been hesitant to indulge himself. that is, of course, until he met you. however, upon realizing you’re none other than jeong jaehyun’s little sister, jaemin has to keep his relationship with you under wraps to make sure his team captain doesn’t find out. 

PLAYLIST ▸ move! by niki • playinwitme by kyle (feat. kehlani)

WORD COUNT ▸ 17713 words

TAG LIST ▸ @chubsluda​ @celestialchans​ @treasurestay​ @luvlyjaemin​ @lanadreamie​ @kylomeyon​ @taehinsano​ @jenotation​ @ovelha-colorida-v​ @hrjflrt​ @to-blessed-2-be-stressed​ @honeyju​ @chanluster​ @sweetjaemss​ @najaemsenthusiastttt​ @neovrse​ @jjikyuu​ @treasurestay​ @ahgastayzen​ @wcnderlandss​ @jaehy9ngs​ @jaemxins​ @syhznanny​ @lilminyoongles​ @bbnana​

AUTHOR’S NOTE ▸ thank you so much for all of your love and support !! it’s beyond me & i hope you guys enjoy this ! part of the dunk shot! series but it can be read separately ♡

NA JAEMIN HATED PARTIES.

In the same vein, he hated basketball to an extent. It wasn’t the sport itself that he despised, it was the commitments that followed it. As a vital player on the team, he was obligated to attend every afterparty despite how much he loathed parties. Yet, what he couldn’t stand was being nagged by his teammates, so Jaemin went to the parties. He went to the parties and drank until he was numb and the party was tolerable.

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[sp00kymellonn]

thanks for the almost 2k 🫶

[lacyblades]

౨ৎ ex-boyfriend's dad!nanami, half-asleep and groggy, can't wrestle the door open fast enough, the digital clock on the microwave stubbornly displaying a blurry 3:17 am. he can't fathom who'd be pounding on his door at this ungodly hour, but there you are, bathed in the faint glow of the porch light.

oh, he knows you. his son's girlfriend. he's seen you around, talked to you a handful of times. frankly, he can't wrap his head around what someone like you sees in his utterly unremarkable son.

you're undeniably beautiful. those short, playful skirts you favor do a remarkable job of accentuating the curve of your cute ass, a view he can't help but admire more than once, a secret indulgence that brings a flicker of shame.

your hair falls over your shoulders, a glossy curtain against the soft rise of your breasts. and unlike his son, you possess a genuine spark, an intelligence that shines in your eyes.

you're smart, too. he overhears snippets of conversations about your academic achievements, your post-college plans for the future. he knows you're destined for great things, he feels it.

tonight, however, a different set of emotions plays across your features. your eyebrows are drawn together in a tight line, your eyes wide and a little frantic, your cheeks flushed with an unexpected heat. you seem surprised to see him, as if you haven't fully registered he'd be here.

you’ve always liked nanami, though. what isn't to like? he possesses a quiet kindness, a gentle strength, and the fact that he's great to look at. clad often in a partially buttoned dress shirt, the sleeves pulled taut around his impressive biceps, sometimes paired with a tie (that you wouldn't mind having wrapped around your own neck…).

his gaze, a little guilty, slides down your body, taking in the tight, shimmering fabric of your party dress. the faint but distinct scent of alcohol that clings to you confirms his suspicions about your evening.

a soft “oh, shit,” and a mumbled apology escape your lips. beneath the surface of your distress, he detects an edge of anger. what fresh catastrophe has his son managed to work up this time?

nanami can't leave you standing there, a gorgeous, tipsy thing alone in the dark. it isn't the way he was raised, nor the values he’s desperately tried (and clearly failed) to instill in his disappointing offspring.

he gently guides you inside, his hand a warm pressure on the small of your back, firmly suggesting you won’t be driving anywhere tonight. your flushed cheeks deepen at his unspoken disapproval.

“what are you even doing here?” he asks, his voice a low, steady rumble as he places a tall glass of water on the coffee table, a silent directive to drink it all.

“forgot he… forgot he lives with you,” you murmur, a wave of belated embarrassment washing over you. how pathetic. you’ve actually thought… what? that your useless ex would be home? alone?

nanami settles beside you on the worn couch, his presence a quiet anchor as you haltingly recount the messy details of your boyfriend’s infidelity, the news delivered by the oblivious other woman.

“i thought he’d be at home, or something. you know, i hear from… from his fucking side-chick. she doesn’t didn't know about me, i can’t even be mad at her. he says he…”

your voice trails off, your thoughts momentarily lost as you become acutely aware of the casual brush of nanami’s fingers against your bare thigh. it starts innocently enough, a comforting touch, but then it lingers, a slow, deliberate path upwards.

you haven't registered how your dress has bunched around thighs in your agitated state, but he has. nanami's eyes flicker downwards, his tongue running over his lips.

“you can keep talking,” he murmurs, his voice a low, husky sound that sends a shiver across your skin.

“um, well…” your eyelids grow heavy, your head tilting back against the plush headrest. “he just… he isn’t that great, anyway,” you whisper, unsure of whether to be slandering his son, while he's actively feeling you up.

you get an idea that he doesn't care much, though.

it feels surreal, confessing your relationship woes to your ex-boyfriend’s father while his hand is venturing further north.

before you can fully process the shift, his fingers slip beneath the hem of your dress, the cool touch sending a jolt through you. he nudges aside the delicate lace of your panties, his fingertips pressing against the slick heat between your legs. a gasp hitches in your throat.

“yeah? then why don’t you leave him?” nanami presses, his voice thick with a low groan as a soft whimper escapes your lips. his fingers begin to move, a slow, deliberate thrust that makes you arch slightly.

your eyes flutter open, just enough to meet his intense gaze. “what excuse do i use to see you, if i do?” the confession hangs in the air, thick with an unspoken desire.

“shit, sweetheart,” he mutters, his words swallowed by the wet, squelching sounds that fill the quiet house. his fingers deepen their exploration, stroking and teasing the sensitive nub hidden within your folds.

you cry out softly, your hips lifting involuntarily as he finds a rhythm that sends waves of pleasure crashing through you. he tastes the sweetness on his fingertips as he brings you to a shuddering climax, then another, and a third, each one pulling a desperate moan from your throat until you finally collapse against him, breathless and utterly spent.

you'd been planning to key that cheater's car, but now, in complete honesty, you might thank him. besides, fucking his dad is enough revenge.

[maxtism]

is it a crime?

rating: explicit

category: m/m

fandom: formula 1 rpf

ship: gianpiero lambiase/max verstappen

summary:

“GP,” Max says, his voice barely audible over the music. The crowd around them has disappeared as quickly as the shot, and Gianpiero feels how the shot warms him up, how it sticks in his throat. “Yeah?” He replies. Max moves closer. He smells like Red Bull, champagne, and sweat. The warmth of the shot spreads throughout his body. Max is trembling as he wraps his arms around Gianpiero slowly. He instinctively puts a hand on his back, rubbing his thumb over the small of his back as Max inhales deeply. It’s – he needs to go home soon. He regrets having left his wedding room in his room, regrets having forgotten to wear it for a few weeks now.

word count: 6764

tags: las vegas grand prix 2024, anal sex, recreational drug use, praise kink, fluff, minor injuries, dacryphillia, infidelty, (not between the main pairing)

[keeganrussmybeloved]

Do I ship keegan and Logan together? Hell no. Is this fucking hilarious? HELL YEAH BRO EACH ONE OF THESE MADE ME LAUGH-

Also I've been saying this since the start but Logan IS TALLER than keegs 😭🙏

I beg of you, I need more of your COD Ghosts content!! I love your art so much. (And I’d love to see your take on what you think Logan looks like)

Keegan did, in fact, fuck his brother 😔

[machiavelli]

i’ve just read all the messages on the virtual christmas tree and I want to hug all of you now

[undeadromcom]

I LOVE MY OC