#(oops I did it again)

[itz-ps15]

Wrong answers only.

Mine: They played Rainbow Friends and got jump scared.

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[daylifesims]

BRITNEY SET - Oops I did it Again (2 versions)

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Base game compatible

24 EA colours

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All LODs

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V1 (hair front) - V2 (hair back)

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OOPS!...I DID IT AGAIN (2000) Dir. Nigel Dick

[90s-2000s-barbie]

Britney Spears - Oops!… I Did It Again (2000) 🪐☄️💫

[miguxadraws]

if you know you know

[daisynik7]

Remember when I said Nanami is super against PDA? 

He gets so angry at you for teasing him during dinner with friends. The way you glide your palm along his inner thigh, flirting dangerously close to the bulge in his slacks. How you spread your legs beneath the table in that slutty dress he likes so much, brushing your knee with his, letting the hem ride up. He knows you’re not wearing any panties tonight because you fucking told him on the way to the restaurant, as casual as if you were talking about the weather. You knew it would rile him up as soon as he heard it, knew how it would be the only thing on his mind the rest of the night. At the table, he’s quieter than usual, jaw clenched, fists tight by his sides, doing everything he can not to rip that dress off and fuck you right there in front of everyone. 

So, when they suggest karaoke afterwards, he’s inclined to reject the invitation, hoping to bring you home as soon as possible to fuck you senseless. But no; you just have to torment him a little bit longer. You agree to meet them there, and on the way to the car, as if you haven’t teased him enough, you flaunt your ass at him, completely aware of the erection strained in his pants, begging for release. 

He's had enough of your antics. He hauls you into the backseat, sitting you right on his lap, you facing forward. He unzips his pants, pulling his hard cock out, hoisting the hem of your dress past your waist, erection pressed between your ass cheeks. “You think it’s funny, teasing me like this?” he huffs in your ear. He spits loudly on his hand, reaching between your legs, wet fingers flicking your clit rapidly. “My naughty little slut, seducing me in front of all our friends. You’re going to pay for this. Going to fucking regret it.” His voice is low, sinister, and so fucking sexy. 

His fingers work overtime on your bud, squelching lewdly with arousal as his other hand grips your knee, keeping you spread open for him. He kisses the nape of your neck, sucking hard on your skin to mark you. The tinted windows begin to fog up from the heat emitting from your bodies, and soon, your skin is dewy from sweat. A few more strokes and you’re coming for him, pussy fluttering around nothing, begging to be filled. 

He chuckles, unrelenting as his fingers continue to rub circles on your swollen clit. “This is what you wanted, isn’t it sweetheart? To be punished.”

You nod, tongue lolling out of your mouth, still electrified from your orgasm. 

“You’re going to take this cock like the greedy slut you are, got it?” 

You nod more erratically, whining, “Yes, fuck me Kento, fuck me!”

So he does, guiding his cock inside you slowly, stretching out your tight pussy until he bottoms out. His hands are firm on your hips, rocking you back and forth on his lap as he thrusts up into you, growling, “Touch yourself while I fuck you. Make a fucking mess on my cock.”

You lean back against him, eyes closed, drool leaking from the sides of your mouth as your fingers caress your clit while he pounds you from behind. He kisses you sloppily, swirling his tongue around yours, lapping at your saliva. You orgasm for him once more before he pumps his cum deep inside you, moaning your name, replacing your hand with his to massage your puffy clit between his fingers. “You’re going to keep my load inside you the rest of the night. Got it?” he whispers, kissing you passionately, catching his breath. “This is your punishment for being a bad girl.”

~~~

“What took you two so long?” Gojo asks with a brow raised, eyeing you and Nanami suspiciously when you enter the private room at the karaoke bar. “You’re thirty minutes late.”

Nanami’s hair is matted to his forehead, sticky from perspiration. His pants are wrinkled after riding him, tie crooked from when he loosened it during your fuck fest, trying to find relief in the sweltering heat in the backseat. You’re no better, makeup smudged on your face, legs squeezed tightly together, clenching your pussy to prevent his cream pie from leaking down your legs. 

Nanami fixes his collar, blushing from the neck up, muttering, “Sorry, got a little lost along the way.”

[britxtina]

[strangestlove]

Oops, I did it again. I played with your heart ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

[wannabanauthor]

I have a S8 BuckTommy headcanon

If Gerrard does end up being temporary captain at the 118, which I highly doubt would happen because that'd be an HR nightmare due to previous complaints against him by Hen and Chimney, but anyway, if he is there:

Tommy can't figure out why Evan is all of a sudden so demanding of sex right before he goes on shift. Tommy doesn't want Evan to be late for work, but he can't really say no to an impromptu blow job from him before Evan goes in for a shift.

He definitely doesn't want Evan to be late with Gerrard being a raging asshole, but Evan has been practicing his deepthroating, and Tommy doesn't want to turn him down.

Then one day as he gives Evan a kiss goodbye before Evan works another shift, Evan's hands are on him and a few minutes later he's balls deep inside Evan.

Evan's begging him to mark him and bite him, and Tommy happily complies. Evan is late for his shift, as normal, and Tommy feels real bad.

Until Eddie texts him.

"Whatever you've been doing to keep Buck in a good mood at work is working great. We've never seen him so focused and made out of rubber when it comes to Gerrard. Gerrard tries to goad him, but Buck will just have this dopey smile on his face and Gerrard is pissed that he can't intimidate him. Is it one of those lavender pills you mentioned?"

Tommy goes entirely red in the face when he puts it all together. He's about to respond when another text comes in from Eddie.

"Gerrard saw the hickey on Buck's neck and is threatening to call HR on the team for allegedly hitting Buck and leaving a bruise, and Buck said 'call them', shit".

Tommy is dressed and headed for the door when he gets a voice memo from Eddie:

"Shit, I'm hiding and recording the phone conversation."

Tommy hears Gerrard and Evan talking to an HR rep.

"Can you describe what happened that led to the bruise?" the woman on the phone says.

Eddie whispers "Why is Buck pouting all of a sudden?"

Buck speaks in a trembling voice, "Sir, I told you in confidence that my boyfriend Tommy Kinard gave me this hickey because I didn't want someone else to mistakenly get in trouble. I know you're mad at the 118 for the prior complaints on you, but this is going too far sir."

Eddie starts laughing a little too loudly, and the voice memo ends with a scrambling noise.

Tommy stares down at his phone in horror.

After Evan's shift is over, he walks happily into Tommy's house and gives him a big kiss. Tommy gives him a hug and kisses him back. "I heard you had an eventful day."

Evan looks him up and down like he's hungry for more than food. "Not as eventful as your night is going to be," and he slaps Tommy on the ass.

[sharpvst]

" just friends. "

tw ; smut , smut and more smut.

situationship , rough sex.

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you were friends , until he had you bent over some random dorm room sink. you were friends until he fucked you. you were friends. just friends. nothing more — nothing less.

passing glances , agony fills your system each time he pretended to not know you. fallacious hope after every night he ravaged you. you'd be lying in his dorm room. he's sat on his windowsill , cigarette in mouth as he ignores you . . waiting for you to just leave.

you'd hesitate , eyes wandering around his crowded messy room — taking a moment to breathe. " round two or are you leaving ? " he'd ask coldly , not even turning around to face you. he already knew the answer , you always stayed.

he'd only talk to you in private , and even then the conversation barely lasted — the only thing it seemed that the two of you had in common was love for the art of fucking. it had been a common dance between you two , varying from time to time.

sometimes , he'd be sweet. you'd almost think he's making love to you , but he's just doing this to make you stay. other times , most times , he'd fuck you so hard to where you could barely move afterwards.

" yeah , you like my cock ? say it. " he'd spit on your face , large hands grasping at your throat just right. you gargled out something , but that wasn't good enough. " say it. " he would slap the soft flesh of your ass.

once , only once , he papered you. on your birthday of all things. it was the only time that you ever felt like he gave a fuck about you. he laid on near the edge of your bed , mouth covering your soft sensitive bud. his face already soaking wet and practically dripping onto the sheets as he edged you closer and closer to your release.

that was a good day , a long time ago however. you still think about it.

maybe you aren't friends , maybe this is more than that , maybe it isn't. you saw him take orher girls into a party bathroom or his dorm , it bothered you. and it bothered him because it wasn't you.

" such a fucking whore for me. " face squished into the mirror , farleigh's hands cupped your cheek - his thumb in your mouth. he was driving himself so deep into you . . all you could do was sit there and take it.

" need a cig ? "

he asked , eyes stare over at your semi - covered figure. this was the first time he'd ever said anything different. the first time he actually offered something. " sure. " you came over , joining him on his windowsill after a long night of intense fucking.

you expected something good , something worth coming over for. you lit the cigarette , taking a long drag before he spoke.

" we should stop. " cold , your heart stung. " why ? " he should have at least some integrity . . he should tell you. but instead , he stayed silent.

you walked away that night , tears streaming down your face pathetically.

so much for friends.

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it’s britney, bitch🫧🍭

[bucket-of-spiders]

Tma au where every time Jon does something stupid Oops I Did it Again plays in the background. This is never acknowledged by anyone and it is up to listener interpretation whether or not the characters can actually hear it.

[likeafantasy]

Oops!...I Did It Again — April 11th, 2000.

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BRITNEY SPEARS Oops!...I Did It Again (2000) | Bloopers

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Britney Spears - Behind The Scenes of “Oops… I Did It Again” (2000)