#*not måneskin baby i’m not talking about you

[fingertipsmp3]

I really feel like eurovision this year was rigged, and not even because of the mic stuff or ABBA’s 50th anniversary. I just don’t believe Austria got that few votes from the public

[adrienneleclerc]

hii i love your fics so much! i was wondering if you could do a latina!reader x charles fic were reader is asking charles juicy questions fans sent in or him guessing female products? i hope this make sense ❤️

I think I get it. I’m going to make Y/N like Kika, she has a heavy social media presence but is also a model.

Grill the Boyfriend

Pairing: Charles Leclerc x Latina!Reader

Summary: Charles fans have questions and Y/N will give them the answers

Warning: spelling and grammatical errors, a few +18 questions

A/N: sorry it took me so long, this was written on my phone

Y/N was setting up the camera and ring light in the living room so her new video would turn out well.

“Muñeco, are you ready?” Y/N asked,

“I’m coming!” Charles called out from his room before coming into the living room with a black shirt and gray sweatpants. “Do we have to film this today?”

“We don’t have to, but I want to get it out of the way.” Y/N said. Both sat down on the couch and Y/N clicked a button so it could record. “Hola, mis amores, if you’re new here, my name is Y/N and welcome to a new video. Today we are here with my boyfriend, the beautiful monegasque man who’s face card never declines, Scuderia Ferrari F1 driver Charles Leclerc.”

“Hello, everyone.” Charles waves hi to the camera.

“So all of you have sent me your questions on Instagram, and today we are going to be asking them, how are you feeling, muñeco?” Y/N asked.

“A little nervous.” Charles said

“We will start with an easy question, who is your celebrity crush?” Y/N asked.

“You are.” Charles said.

“Aw, that’s sweet. Mine is (your celebrity crush) actually.” Y/N said and Charles was offended.

“That’s how you want to play it? I change my answer, my celebrity crush is Camila Morrone.” Charles said.

“Oh my gosh, Charles, she’s my friend, you are never beating the homie hopper allegations now.” Y/N said and shook his head.

“Next question, please, before you give me a migraine.” Charles said.

“Very well, what is your favorite Måneskin song?” Y/N asked.

“Mm, i like zitti e buoni, mamma mia is very good too. Zitti e buoni is my favorite.” Charles said.

“Of course it is, there are so many edits of you to that song. I like supermodel and baby said, which is also used in your edits.” Y/N said.

“You watch edits of me, Mon coeur?” Charles asked.

“Next question!” Y/N exclaimed and Charles laughed at her abruptness. “Besides wiener dogs, what is your favorite breed?”

“I like all dogs honestly, I don’t have a favorite breed, but I always wanted a golden retriever.” Charles said

“That’s because you are a golden retriever boyfriend. I always wanted a Saint Bernard.” Y/N said.

“That’s because you loved Beethoven as a kid.” Charles said.

“I still love Beethoven, such a cute movie. Anyway, next question, if we broke up, would you try to date one of my friends?” Y/N asked and Charles covered his face.

“No I wouldn’t, all of your friends are in the states.” Charles said.

“So if one of them came here, would you go out with her if we broke up?” Y/N asked.

“Of course not! I would be trying to win you back.” Charles said.

“Okay then, do you think the car has gotten worse since Monaco?” Y/N asked. Charles paused for a moment

“Legally I can’t confirm or deny that statement. I think there are strategies that the team are implementing that only work in theory but not in practice and that’s causing poor results in races.” Charles said

“What a diplomatic answer, Mr. Leclerc. Based on your recent grill the grid video, have you ever thought about standing me up when we were first talking?” Y/N asked.

“No I did not think about standing you up at all.” Charles said.

“Más te vale, eh. Okay, this question is in Spanish, has pensado en tener una fiesta de despedida para Carlitos? Have you thought about throwing a goodbye party for Carlos since it’s his last Ferrari season?” Y/N translated the question to English.

“Yes, at the Ferrari garage, we’ve already started planning.” Charles answered

“Si, en el garaje de Ferrari, ya están planeando todo para Carlitos.” Y/N translated in Spanish. “Next question, do you like my cooking?”

“There’s no way they asked that.” Charles stated but Y/N showed him the Instagram inbox with the questions. “Does Charles like your cooking” Charles read. “I do like her cooking, she tries to make her cultural dishes fit into my diet and I appreciate that.”

“Thank you, muñeco.” Y/N kissed him. “What is your favorite sex position?”

“Why?” Charles asked facing Y/N. “Why do you need to know?” Charles asked facing the camera.

“They’ve asked this multiple times, the world wants to know.” Y/N said.

“Fine, I like Cowgirl, I like it when she rides me, I also like reverse cowgirl and doggy because I like seeing Y/N’s tattoo of my driver number.” Charles explained in detail and Y/N covered her face.

“Like Haley from One Tree Hill, anyway, what is one of your kinks?” Y/N asked.

“I like choking, hair pulling, being called sir.” Charles said.

“There will be no demonstrations. Craziest place you had sex?” Y/N asked.

“On the yacht.” Charles answered easily.

“I find it concerning how comfortable you are answering these types of questions.” Y/N commented. “Moving on, have you ever thought about marriage?”

“I have thought about getting married someday, having a family, 3 children like my mom did, a nice family dog.” Charles said.

“I’ve also thought about it, I think most women have Pinterest boards of wedding dresses, rings, centerpieces, shit like that.” Y/N commented. “Have you thought about moving away from Monaco?”

“I like Monaco, my family is here, I don’t think I can love somewhere else.” Charles said.

“Have you ever read fanfics about yourself?” Y/N asked.

“Im sorry, what?” Charles asked.

“Fan fiction, have you ever read fan fiction about yourself?” Y/N asked again.

“No I haven’t, but I admire the creativity all of you have.” Charles said.

“I have read fanfics about you.” Y/N admitted to Charles. “They are really well written on tumblr, you know.”

“Why read about me when you have the real thing, Mon coeur?” Charles asked

“Because I have trouble sleeping and I need something to read.” Y/N said. A few questions later, we are in the last question. “Are you excited for Lewis to join Ferrari?”

“Of course I am! We have talked a lot off the track, we are very good friends, I can’t wait for him to join Ferrari.” Charles said.

“And that’s it for this video, hope y’all liked it, make sure to like, comment, and subscribe. For more content, follow me on TikTok and Instagram, besitos.” Y/N said and stopped the recording. “Perfect! I just need to edit it and I can post it later. Thank you for being a good sport, muñeco.” Y/N said, kissing Charles.

“Of course, Mon coeur, anything for you. Now what were you saying about someone else being your celebrity crush?” Charles asked.

“Well they are my celebrity crush, you were my celebrity crush but now I’m dating you.” Y/N said. “You really think about marriage and having a family?”

“Whenever I picture myself having a family, you are right there.” Charles said, they shared a loving kiss. “You want to head out in the yacht today?”

“I would love to.” Y/N said.

The End

hope y’all liked it!

[i-am-baechu]

♡ Summary: “Only thing that keeps us apart is a different timezone...” Yoongi loves touring and seeing his fans but he misses Y/N. There was this unsaid thing between them whenever he went on tour but that didn’t mean it was okay for him. He just missed her so damn much.

♡ Pairing: Established relationship; Yoongi x reader 

♡ Rating: Pg-14

♡ Genre: Fluff, romance, angst and a little spice 

The screaming was fading out as Yoongi walked backstage with a wide smile on his face. With each step he took though, the smile faded away. It was a great night in LA and he should feel proud of himself but there was this feeling in his chest. He knew what this feeling was but he ignored it...if you don’t acknowledge it then it won’t become a reality, right? He opened the door and sat on his couch in his dressing room with a blank expression. How can emotions change so fast? He leaned back as his head hit the frame and his eyes were on the white paint. He continued to stare until he heard his phone buzzing on the table. 

He got up and looked down to see the ID. A smile appeared as he accepted the call, “Hey babe. Isn’t it time for your nap?” 

“I should but how could I sleep? I wanted to see my rapper boyfriend kill it at his concert.”

He let out a small chuckle and sat back on the couch with his eyes back on the white paint, “You’ve seen it live. Isn’t that enough? You don’t have to see every concert.” 

“Shut up, yes I do.” 

“What are you doing right now?” 

“I was getting ready to go out with Joon. He wanted to do a hiking trail and I wanted new pictures.” 

He let out a small sigh and rubbed his forehead, “Please be careful. The last time you went you twisted your ankle.” 

“Babe, I’ll be fine. You must be so tired.”

“I feel okay. I'm a little tired but it's better than yesterday.” 

“Oh, Namjoon just came in. Do you want to say hi to him?”

Yoongi let out a small chuckle and got up from the couch with his hand in his pocket, “No, I talk to him all the time. You go have fun, text me when you get there.”

“I don’t want to leave you.”

“Baby, different time zones. I’m just going to crash when I get to the hotel to be honest.”

“Okay...I miss you so much. I love you.”

“I miss and love you more. I’ll talk to you later.” 

“Love you, bye~.” 

When the line went dead, he kept the phone next to his ear for a few more minutes. He missed her voice and just everything about her. It was really hard, especially on days like this. He put his phone in his pocket and let out a small groan, “Fucking hell.” There was a knock at the door and he didn’t move from his spot, “Come in.” 

The door opened and it was one of his security guards, “Are you ready to go?”

“Yeah...I am.” 

The ride back to his hotel was silent with the radio playing at a low volume. He was staring outside the window and was watching the stars follow him. He couldn’t help but smile when he remembered his first date with Y/N.

Y/N and Yoongi have been friends for years. They met in highschool and kept in touch when he became a member of Bts. He had a crush on her during school but he never said anything to her because deep inside, he knew she would never like him. She would pinch his cheeks and call him cute, that was a clear sign that he was only a friend. He was busy with music and she was busy with her programming job. It wasn’t the right moment.

It was three years ago when he finally asked her out. It was by accident(ish?). He was leaving his studio to go to the practice room after Hoseok texted him multiple times to hurry up. He entered the room and he was stumped with a loud laugh. He looked around the corner to see Y/N leaning her head against Taehyung as she laughed at what he presumed to be a joke. Y/N was close with all the members and there were some moments that made him mad. When Jungkook would hold her hand at random times, Jin cooking with her, Jimin taking her out to eat, Taehyung making her laugh more than anyone else, Namjoon taking her on hikes and Hoseok teaching her dance moves. They spent so much time with her and that made him happy but boy did it annoy him.

Y/N looked up and waved at him. She got up from the floor and ran up to him with a small smile, “Yoongi, you didn’t text me today.” 

“Sorry, I was working on a song.”

“You're always working...I wanted to go out with you.” 

He raised his eyebrow and glanced at Jimin who was talking to Taehyung. He glanced back at her with a frown, “You always go out with Jimin.”

“I missed you.”

He felt his heart stop and his intrusive thoughts took over in the moment, “If you were my girlfriend then you can just be with me 24/7.” 

Her eyes widened at this and stared at him, “Girl-Girlfriend?”

“Fuck, I said that outloud.” 

“Yoongi, please tell me if that's true.”

He looked away from her longing eyes and sighed, “If it’s true...what would you say?”

“I would say I want you to be my boyfriend.”

Yoongi whipped his head back and it was his turn to look at her with wide eyes, “Wh-What?”

“I want you to be my boyfriend.” 

“Are you serious?” 

“Very...”

He grabbed her wrist and waved at the members, “I’ll be back.”

Namjoon raised his eyebrow and put his bottle back on the floor, “Where are you going?”

“Taking my girlfriend on a date.” 

He left the room before he could hear their responses. Y/N was walking behind him with a smile as she intertwined their fingers together as he kept looking forward. They sat at a private part of the park as they looked up to see the stars on full display. She looked at him with a small smile, “How long have you liked me?”

“Since highschool...”

Her eyes widened at this, “Really?” 

He felt his face get hot as he looked away from her, “Yeah.” 

She gently turned her head to have him look at her. She kissed the tip of his nose and let out a small laugh, “Min Yoongi, I've liked you since I met you.” 

Yoongi looked at her and let out a laugh, “So, I was just being an idiot.” 

“We both are.”

He gently cupped her face making her look at him with a nervous glint. He leaned forward and she did the same. Before he put his lips on hers, he opened his eyes to take a final glance. Her eyes closed and her face flushed, it was a sight he will remember. He leaned in to close the distance between them and he finally felt her soft lips. He turned his head and she gladly accepted his tongue. Their tongues fought for what felt like hours and he brought her into his lap. He brought his hands on her ass to bring her more but she leaned away with a red face and lips shining  away, “How can you be so shameless? We're in public.” 

He rolled his eyes and started kissing her neck as she let out a small moan, “I finally got you. You think I give a fuck what others think.” 

“Yo-Yoongi!” 

He groped her ass to make her grind against him, “Should we go back to my place so I can show you how much I like you.” 

“Yeah, you should. I don’t want someone seeing us.” 

“Okay, let’s go.” 

Yoongi entered his hotel and threw himself on the bed. He stared at the white paint and let a small smile appear, “I’ll see you soon...soon.” 

[mshalfemptygirl]

Spit Your Love On Me (S.R)

Plot: Spencer Reader are having an enjoyable Saturday night that just might get better.

Pairing: Spencer Reid x Fem!Reader

Contents: smut (oral sex male receiving) and fluffy, just a lovely couple loving each other. A bit of teasing, cause I like it.

A/N: Thank you so much for you guys liked my fics. I have 5 now and they are getting a lot of likes. Comment and Reblog them please, my heart melts with every interaction. I’ll let the link for Spencer Reid Masterlist in the end. Love y’all. Requests are open! Hope you like it! Oh, of course, Måneskin inspire me in this one, like always.

It was a typical Saturday night, Spencer and I have a tradition of watching a movie, cooking dinner afterwards, and talking about random things in our lives until three in the morning. And since it was late, he let me sleep here and he woke me up with kisses on my neck every Sunday morning.

We had been dating for four months and just being intimate enough to sleep in the same bed, we never had sex. It wasn't for lack of desire, we agreed not to rush with it and let it happen naturally. I tease him a lot for fun, he doesn’t complain ‘cos he knows that I would never force him to do anything he doesn't want to. By the way, everytime I call him “hot”, he blushes violently, it’s just too funny. We spend a lot of time in the kitchen today, cooking pasta and drinking wine, he has the gift of making simple everyday things cool. I don't know how people live without Spencer Reid by their side.

We were washing dinner dishes together, he washed and I dried everything, it was a system that worked and it may seem silly, but in those moments I felt close to him.We get stuck in our world and nothing else matters. He looked at me all the time, once, he told me that looking at me was like looking at the goddess Aphrodite. In fact, that I was much prettier than her. What a lie. 

I had already dried everything and put it away, just missing the wine glasses he was washing. Spencer was a tall man and I was a short woman, but I was glad that today I was wearing high-heeled boots that made one have quicker access to the back of his neck. Slowly, I arrived from behind, put my hand on his waist and kissed the back of his neck, he shivered in reaction.

"Baby, I'm going to end up breaking the glass," I chuckled. He was the most precious thing in this world. "Sorry, it's just that I miss you", he finished washing the glass, closed the tap before saying,"But you saw me yesterday and the day before yesterday . We spend a lot time together". I gave him another kiss on the back of his neck “I know but it's not enough, I've always wanted you all to myself, all the time".

He turned to me and placed an icy hand on my face, I melt with every touch of yours, sometimes I feel like a porcelain doll that can break at any moment. "Spence, I love you so much, you know that, right?!", he smiled. I will never get tired of this view, his face brings me peace and his presence comforts me, it's only been four months together but it seems so much longer. "I love you too, very much."

And his gaze drifted towards my lips and I knew what I should do, I kissed him and honestly, his kisses always awaken something in me, it looks like that with each kiss I gain more years of life. After several wet kisses he suddenly stopped, he looks uncomfortable and and his cheeks gradually gained a shade of pink, something that was not uncommon to see. He turned his face away.

"Baby, are you alright?", he shook his head. "Something's wrong, tell me." He looked into my eyes, I watch him bit his bottom lip, he was nervous. “Pff, this situation is embarrassing. I'm little...excited, you know?" I frowned. I didn't understand. Excited??? Wait, he was aroused. Because of me. Gezz! "Baby, were you telling me you're hard ‘cause of me?".

"Yes, I am. This situation is pretty embarrassing. I think it’s better go take a cold shower, sorry.", he started to move however I stopped him. It seemed too cruel if I didn't help him now, I wanted to please him, I wanted to taste him, I wanted to finally have an intimate moment with the man I loved. I didn't filter my next words, they came out of my mouth faster than lightning, I couldn't contain my desire.

"Spencer, wait. This doesn't have to be embarrassing, I can help you. I know we promised not to rush things but I want to make you feel good, I want this. Let me help you, I get down on my knees now if you want but only if you say you want to. Let me taste you.", I could see his innocent eyes turn black, I knew how much he loved the audios and how my tease could get to him and confessing that I wanted to get on my knees for him, made him immobile, going over what I said in your head over and over like a song.

"Spence? My love?!", He blinked his eyes and took a deep breath, I was tense. Whatever his command was, I would do it. "I want this, please, I need you", he confessed to me, it felt like he was telling me a secret that had been kept for a long time. Then, I gave him a soft kiss that natually became a needy kiss. I went down to his neck, giving kisses and licking his skin, I know that teasing is something important in intercourse and I wanted him to have a good experience.

I unbuttoned his shirt and trailed kisses down the V line and looked up, he was aware of my every move. "Can I go on, love?" he shakes his head. “Love, I need words”, I want hear it, consent is key for this to work, for it to be good for both me and him. It is the basics that every human being should know. “Yes, baby”.

I took off his belt and lowered his pants, his underwear was white and was already marked with his pre-cum. I placed a kiss on his cock over the fabric. "Please angel, I can’t wait any longer", he whimpered, my love is so needed. I laughed, he was desperate for this. "Calm down love, we have plenty of time. And oh, I want to hear your moans, so don't be shy", next I took his underwear off, I was trying to be very gentle with him, I wanted to go step by step, very slowly.

I went from bottom to top before popping his cock into my mouth, Spence let out a loud groan, feeling the pleasure take over your body. It was the best thing I've ever heard in my life. Gradually I increased the pace, he threw his head back and held tight to the kitchen counter. I felt his body vibrate under my touch, so I decided to tease him a bit.

"Do you like it, babe? Have your cock in my mouth? Such a good boy” he moaned again, he whispers a lot of "yes, yes, yes" and I went back to what he was doing, feeling proud of it. Seeing him get messed up for me is wonderful, I love him so much and would do anything for my boy. Not much time later, he looked me in my eyes to say, "I'm almost there, Y/N, let me cum. Please.".  Fuck, it would be so good to taste him. I took it out of my mouth again, never stopping my hand movements "Come for me, love, I’m waiting for it for so long", I intensified the movements and he yelled my name before spitting his love in my face. He was out of breath and so was I, and my makeup was ruined. He will be the death of me.

"Did you liked it, Spence?", On his face he had a smirk when he saw my painted face, behind that little angel face, there's a very dirty mind that I really want to explore. I can imagine the possibilities."Yeah, I'm in heaven, your mouth is so good. Just so fucking good. And I messed up your makeup, I'm so sorry."

I got up from the floor, trying to wipe my face with my hand, now the one who looked like a mess was me "Oh come on, I know you weren't sorry about that. I hope you liked it because the day I have you inside me, then you'll be in heaven", I finished with a soft kiss on his lips, I could spend hours doing this with him, I would never get tired of it. Afterwards, we went to the bathroom to clean up the mess we made in the kitchen, and after today, we're going to do more than sleep in that bed.

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[agendabymooner]

here comes the sun ! daniel r. x ofc (måneskin member!ofc)

“little darling, the smile’s returning to their faces.”

summary: daniel and their fans (altogether) made sure that lorelei ‘lester’ ricciardo’s weeks of return in both the paddock and stage are bearable as their son, beau, made his presence known to the public a year after being born.

OR lester continues to prove that she'll always be with the tifosi first and be a red bull driver's wife after.

content warning: dad!daniel x mom!ofc content, red bull and ferrari admins being themselves (again), baby ric/little parmesan’s paddock debut, fluff fluff fluff, grid uncles and måneskin uncles, arthur leclerc being a piece of shit on twitter but i love him or sumn like that

note: i’m back from a lecture mwehehehe. check out the prequel for the rush series, own my mind!! enjoy xx

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danielricciardo posted a story !!

tagged loricciardo, maneskinofficial, _thomasraggi, ethaneskin, ykaaar

liked by ethaneskin, charles_leclerc, scuderiaferrari

user1 MOOOOOMMY 😍🥵

user2 do y'all ever wonder if charles had a crush on her?

user3 where did that even come from?

user2 idk he's been listening to them for as long as he knew them lmfaooooo it's just a question

user4 drivers in the attendance were charles, lando, max and pierre (with danny ofc) btw

user5 oh bless 🙏

charles_leclerc watching the concert was one thing but to experience it firsthand with the little parmesan was incredibly priceless liked by danielricciardo

landonorris in the end, little par is THE VIBE. no exceptions liked by danielricciardo

oscarpiastri saw little par kick a football in monza 👌 he can still make it to the socceroos team liked by danielricciardo

danielricciardo he's bout to be australia's pride

colabebe you're half italian, danny. if you're half and lester's full, bambino beau is 3/4 😽

oscarpiastri i refuse to accept these ideals, cola. i'm sorry. once an aussie, always an aussie

scuderiaferrari she's so back, welcome her 😭😍

redbullracing she is the moment your honour 🤭

ykaaar nice to see you again dan! not that i don't see your insufferable ass every other week 🤔 liked by danielricciardo

danielricciardo you're making me really sad with these claims, damiano 🥲

ykaaar do u want me to kiss it better 🤕

loricciardo omg my biggest fans 🥺 liked by danielricciardo

loricciardo i love you and the little bear soooo much 🥰 liked by danielricciardo

danielricciardo my favourite musician 🤩

tagged loricciardo

liked by charles_leclerc, lewishamilton, maxverstappen1

landonorris slee🅱️y boys liked by danielricciardo

colabebe LOOK AT MY LITTLE NEPHEW !!!! beau beaaaaar!!! 🐻 liked by danielricciardo

nora_alessandro such handsome boys!!! 😍 liked by danielricciardo

georgerussell63 excuse me, ma'am? 🤨

danielricciardo go back to your tea, my dear brother-in-law georgerussell63

georgerussell63 🙄

user1 DADDY RIC!!!!

maxverstappen1 daddy ric ^^ liked by danielricciardo

user2 this is the kind of shit that we do NOT say aloud alright max 😭

user3 us maxiel enjoyers cannot take it 🥲 stop keeping our hopes up

oscarpiastri me and colabebe would babysit him if you'd allow it 🙌

landonorris i think you and i would have to talk about the babysitting privileges first, oscar.

user4 THE PERIOD IN THE END IM-

user5 bro really said "watch yo mouth" 😭

lewishamilton it wouldn't be a surprise if beau's just as energetic as you are 🤣 liked by danielricciardo

ethaneskin the next time i see him, i will spoil the f out of him 🤧 liked by danielricciardo

_thomasraggi uncle tommy's otw to get him everything he wants 😍 liked by danielricciardo

ykaaar he is so uncle dami-coded 😊 liked by danielricciardo

danielricciardo he doesn't look like you but ok 🙄

ykaaar just wait.

loricciardo my loveeeeees 😩😍 liked by danielricciardo

danielricciardo is it bad that i'm trying to outdo the little bear when it comes to your love? 🤔

loricciardo you will not need to try that hard, mio tasso. beau will always have the first place in my heart. you're a close second though 😽

danielricciardo aw it's all good, i guess. he is number one in mine too 🥰

loricciardo i'm glad we can come to an agreement then, my love 🤝

danielricciardo 🤝

[sunshine-and-christmas-caryls]

2024 Fivela Appreciation Week Day 4- Lyrics

Here are a few of the many songs & lyrics that reminded me of Fivela :)

(Side note- I added pictures of them from the show to each song because I thought it either fit the lyrics or just the general tone of the song. The scene(s) the screenshots are from are not necessarily an exact match for the song though.) @fivelaappreciationblog

Time in a Bottle- Jim Croce

“If I could make days last forever

If words could make wishes come true

I'd save every day like a treasure, and then

Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time

To do the things you want to do once you find them

I've looked around enough to know

That you're the one I want to go through time with”

The Only Thing Left- Vincent Lima

“I’ve watched every tragedy, waiting my turn

Now I’m wasting my courage just fearing the worst

Cause you stood and held me as everything burned

Now I’m one day removed from the worst day on earth

So take both my hands

Spin me around

I’m real in your arms

That’s enough for right now

We’ve been through the past

We’re still here somehow

You made it all real

When you said it out loud

We turned and we walked toward the chirp of the birds

As a droplet of rain found a home in the dirt

Oh, life tried to teach me it only gets worse

But I met you just after the end of the world

There’s spring in the distance, our backs to the smoke

My soul stirs so gently, it blends in with yours

We stood here together while everything burned

Now we’re one day removed from the worst day on earth”

My Perception of Love- Benjamin Amaru

“You are

The life

The world

And the stars upon everything else

In the night

When I'm lost

The sunrise

It is sunshine that falls down on us

Who you are

When you look

When you kiss

Whatever you do

Like the sky

High above

You're everything

My perception of love”

The Loneliest- Måneskin

*edited with a different lyric video of the song*

“So don't be sad when I'll be gone

There's just one thing I hope you know

I loved you so

'Cause I don't even care about the time I've got left here

The only thing I know now is that I wanna spend it

With you, with you, nobody else here

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You'll be the saddest part of me

A part of me that will never be mine

It's obvious

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

You're still the oxygen I breathe

I see your face when I close my eyes

It's torturous

Tonight is gonna be the loneliest

I'm sorry, but I gotta go

If you'll ever miss me, give this song

Another go

And I just keep on thinking how you made me feel better

And all the crazy little things that we did together

In the end, in the end it doesn't matter

If tonight is gonna be the loneliest”

Beautiful Lies- Tanner Usrey & Ella Langley

“I'd steal the moon from the stars

Just to get to where you are

But it seems these days you’re so damn far away And I know everything has changed

Nothing's supposed to say the same

But you’ve become a ghost in this place

So talk to me

Tell me what I need to hear

Wrap me up with those beautiful lies

And I know you're leaving

Yeah you're standing at that door

And I can see the heartbreak in your eyes

So keep on telling me those beautiful lies

You're the muse to my song

I should’ve known it all along

That forever was a promise you couldn't keep

My first mistake was believing that you would stay

When I know every good damn thing, it fades, yeah it fades”

Soft Spot- Keshi

“I don’t go out but I’ll do it for you

You never liked it when I drink too much

I hate to dance but I’ll dance for you

Cus I’d do anything to feel your touch

Don’t like anybody tell me why it’s different with you

Don’t believe in love but no one makes me feel like you do

I don’t say it much cus I just always thought that you knew

It’s what you do to me

I’m wrapped around your finger and I can’t stop

You know I got a soft spot for you

You know I got a soft spot for you

Baby can’t you see

I need you cus you’re everything that I’m not”

Forever- Little Dippers

“Hold me, kiss me

Whisper sweetly

That you love me, forever”

[stylessatellite]

Style’s Stylist

a stylist!y/n blurb

Warnings: fem reader, implied harry x reader (mentions it like twice)

Face claim: Jihoon Kim

A/N: k, so I lied and I’m posting my stylist!y/n blurb early. I got bored with dealing with my extended family so I finished up the piece instead. also for the authors name, I used a name generator, so if it’s your name i’m sorry.

- Feel free to like and reblog <3 | masterlist

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harryflorals: FIRST LOOK AT HARRY FOR COVENTRY NIGHT 2! via: user 1

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user2: omg, praying he unzips the jacket

↳ tpwksunflower: me to 🕯️

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voguemagazine: @/river_johnson sat down with @/yourusername to discuss styling for @/harrystyles for his final leg of Love On Tour. Check it out with the link in our bio. 

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ynfan1: so glad to know it technically wasn’t y/n responsible for some of the horrendous looks lately

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yourusername: sat down with @/river_johnson from @/voguemagazine to talk about styling our fav @/harrystyles. check it out here.

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harry_lambert: lovely dear ❤️ see you soon

maneskinoffical: that’s our stylist! ti vogliamo bene 🩷

↳ conangray: you mean our stylist?

↳ harry&ynfan: not maneskin and conan arguing abt y/n and harry’s here enjoying his trophy boyfriend status.

harrystyles: love being each others muses ❤️❤️

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Styles’s Stylist

River Johnson | VOGUE

Many of you know the singer/songwriter Harry Styles. Whether it be his music, looks or daring fashion sense. Not many know the person who makes him look that good. With the last leg of Love On Tour having kicked off a couple days ago, I sat down with Y/N L/N to discuss styling for the past couple years. As one of Style’s stylists, L/N shares this position with Harry Lambert. Her other clients include Conan Gray and Måneskin.

L/N herself is dressed in custom Bode with a mint plaid set with a pair of baby pink converse to match. It’s clear that she’s planning on looking up to par with the hoards of fans outside of the stadium waiting to be let in for the second show in Coventry. She’s making me feel underdressed in my beat up air forces and dungarees. She assures me that a boa and a matching cowboy hat would have me fitting right in.

“So how has styling him been different post COVID? Have any of your creative processes changed?”

“It hasn’t been all too different from before I suppose. His looks have definitely changed, but a part of that just came with the album. Really the only difference is there’s less interviewing looks to put together because it’s only waist up now. I just have to make sure his shirt doesn't have wrinkles or a stain on it. Which is pretty easy considering we share the same wardrobe.”

“How do you come up with the different looks for each album and show? And does this differ from awards or appearances? Are there different processes? Acceptable designs?”

“I mean the process definitely depends on the event. His looks for the album are based on what he feels the mood of the album is and wardrobe is based on that. For the album he said he wanted to be more colorful and fun, so that's how we got the varying patterns. So don’t blame us for the mis matching looks, blame him (Harry).

“So I'm assuming his tour outfits are the same?”

“Yes. At the start of each leg, we’ll go through possible designs and what we feel will work best from both our (stylist & artist) sides and his opinions. Gucci and I will sketch some ideas and it’ll get sent to the group chats on which pieces we like, then we'll play mix and match and the night of the show it’s pretty much chosen by the band and him.”

“Elaborate on the band. Because I've noticed that they always seem to coordinate.”

“Yes, certain looks from the band go with certain outfits of his or at his request. If he’s wearing all black then he likes the band to wear pink for some reason. Or if some of the band's looks aren’t ready, then we’ll move that look to a different day and pull a different one.”

“Speaking of different days. I imagine it was quite the switch between show looks and award looks.”

“Oh, it actually wasn’t too bad, it was more of the execution. We had had the outfits planned for months, it was just a matter of making sure the tassels didn't tangle and the (red) carpet look came in on time. Show looks require less coordination because normally it’s just the people here”

“He also had a few outfit changes between the two events, he had what six outfits? What was that like?”

“Yeah no, he had six official outfits plus if he chose to change for an after party, which is all on him to decide, and I don't remember if he did.”

“Do you have a favorite look of his?”

“Are we talking shows? Or award wise.”

“Either”

“I mean any of the ones with the decals. It was really fun coming up with all of the different designs. Tonight’s also might win for this leg so far.”

I then proceeded to ask for a sneak peak but she just laughed me off saying how it’ll ruin one of the best parts of the show, the reveal. Upon more pestering, she revealed that color wise they were matching, which if you follow L/N tour looks, you already know. “Back to the decals. You came up with these designs? I thought you were taking a break from that?”

“I was meant to but then the idea was brought up from all of my doodles during the meetings. Plus I was working on Conan’s and the band’s (Måneskin) looks for their tours, so I was ‘cutting back’ on some work.”

Just then the fans started getting let in and I noticed just how seriously some fans took their outfits with a perfect recreation of a previous outfit or on the other side of the spectrum, various fruits. “How do you feel about the fans' outfits?”

“Oh my gosh. We all love them. They make the whole thing better and sometimes we steal inspiration from them. I swear some of the fans could steal my job and I’d be happy to let them.” She then proceeds to show me the album that she has of the fans outfits ranging from recreations of the Coachella outfits or the custom shirts with funny pictures of the band on it.

Upon wrapping up, she asks if I’m doing anything between now and the show starting. I wasn't, so she took me backstage to get a sneak peak at some upcoming outfits and let me tell you something, L/N really went all out for this last leg. The sequins, tassels everything.

Upon seeing tonight's show, I definitely agree with L/N on tonight's look being a favourite and the decal on the back making the outfit. I can definitely say that his outfits make him shine brighter and you should go see if you can snag a ticket to one of his shows to just watch how L/N’s designs enhance his performance at the very least.

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[orcaog]

outside of Ghost, what music recommendations would you give to people?

I’m so glad you asked! Xx

(Though for most of these, they’re more on the popular end, I suppose this is an insight to my music taste outside of Ghost!)

Ellie’s Music Recommendations !

⭑ Hozier! I’d recommend Hozier to literally anyone. I love his music, it can be really comforting in a way. A lot of his songs are softer, sweeter. He has a very poetic way of describing and talking about love and intimacy in a way that isn’t objectifying or disrespectful, rather quite beautiful. Though he is far from the vibe of Ghost, I love his music. Recommended Song: Would That I (from the album Wasteland, Baby!)

⭑ The Cranberries! I love this band. My Mother also really loves this band, so I would listen to it often as a kid. If you haven’t heard this band before, I’d definitely go listen (though they are incredibly popular and I feel like I’m acting as if you all live under rocks; this is mostly if you’ve never really felt the need to listen to them- consider this the need). Recommended Song: Linger (from the album Everyone Else Is Doing It, So Why Can’t We?)

⭑ Måneskin! Amazing songs, really good vibes. A mix of slower songs and really upbeat rock-y(?) songs. They just released a new album and that’s all amazing. I’ve got nothing else to say bar amazing. Recommended Song: BABY SAID (from the album RUSH! (ARE U COMING?)

⭑ Fleetwood Mac! I’m always a sucker for a Fleetwood Mac song. I always have them on my playlists, they’re just a real fun time. (This is another band where I feel like I’m treating the internet as if they’re under a rock, but I honestly just love 70’s + 80’s music). Recommended Song: Little Lies (from the album Tango In The Night)

My greatest apologies for my absence on this platform, I’m getting back into the swing of things after a slight break. The Christmas/New Year time was hectic. Thank you so much for the ask! Have a lovely new year everyone!

[josephseedismyfather]

WIP Music (it's not) Monday (anymore)

Thanks to @inafieldofdaisies and @cassietrn for tagging me in this week's post! Sorry for the delay!

The rules: Post a song that is relevant to your WIP or inspires it. I’m also including the lyrics.

Afflicted.

I will never bother you I will never promise to I will never follow you I will never bother you Never speak a word again I will crawl away for good I will move away from here You won't be afraid of fear No thought was put into this I always knew it would come to this Things have never been so swell I have never failed to fail

Pain Pain Pain

You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right I'm so warm and calm inside

I no longer have to hide Let's talk about someone else The steaming soup begins to melt Nothing really bothers her She just wants to love herself I will move away from here You won't be afraid of fear No thought was put into this I always knew to come like this Things have never been so swell I have never failed to fail

Pain Pain Pain Pain Pain

You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know you're right You know your rights You know you're right

Parenesis.

Put your loving hand out, baby 'Cause I'm beggin'

I'm beggin', beggin' you So, put your loving hand out, baby I'm beggin', beggin' you So, put your loving hand out, darling

Riding high, when I was king I played it hard and fast, 'cause I had everything I walked away, but you warned me then But easy come, and easy go, and it would end

So, any time I bleed, you let me go Yeah, any time I feed you, get me? No? Any time I seek, you let me know But I plan and see, just let me go

I'm on my knees when I'm beggin' 'Cause I don't want to lose you Hey yeah, ratatata

'Cause I'm beggin', beggin' you And put your loving hand out, baby I'm beggin', beggin' you And put your loving hand out, darling

I need you to understand Tried so hard to be your man The kind of man you want in the end Only then can I begin to live again

An empty shell, I used to be The shadow of my life was hanging over me A broken man that I don't know Won't even stand the devil's chance to win my soul

What we doing? What we chasing? Why the bottom? Why the basement? Why we got good shit, don't embrace it? Why'd you feel for the need to replace me? You're the wrong way track from the good I want to paint a picture telling where we could be at Like a heart in the best way should You can give it away, you had, and you took the pay

But I keep walking on, keep opening doors Keep hoping for, that the door is yours Keep oh-so home 'Cause I don't wanna live in a broken home Girl, I'm beggin'

Mmm, ye-e-e-ah I'm beggin', beggin' you So, put your loving hand out, baby I'm beggin', beggin' you So, put your loving hand out, darling

I'm fighting hard to hold my own Just can't make it all alone I'm holding on, I can't fall back I'm just a calm 'bout to fade to black

I'm beggin', beggin' you Put your loving hand out, baby I'm beggin', beggin' you So, put your loving hand out, darling

Untitled John WIP.

Under the water It's cold and it's grey My torrid autumn Another season decays Open up the hollow And my walls come down I tell you it's a problem Just when no one's around But then

I know what's wrong God, you complicated everything I know you're gone, gone, gone This is where I will draw a line

I will draw my line

I'm burning my cathedrals 'Cause I don't pray anymore Look at all of these people, tragic little people They smile and then they don't know what for But then

I know what's wrong God, you complicated everything I know you're gone, gone, gone This is where I will blur my line

I will blur my line

Yeah!

Our houses are haunted, dark and deserted They're made of my secrets and shame Maybe I want it but now I'm not worth it I can't even tell you my name But then

I know what's wrong God, you complicated everything I know you're wrong God, you took it all away from me I know you're gone, gone, gone This is where I will cross my line

I am crossing my line

Tagging, with no pressure and apologies for doubles as always: @wrathfulrook, @socially-awkward-skeleton, @trench-rot, @ladyoriza, @redreart, @hotmessteaparty, @g0dspeeed, @v0idbuggy, @insanityofvaas, @simplegenius042, @malefiquinn, @strangefable, @noodlecupcakes, @neverthesameneveranother, @chazz-anova, @aristomal, @ocdemon-747, @evilvvithin, and anyone else who wants to play. Tag me! 😘

[ihavea-natural-curiosity]

here’s my intro post!

hi, my name is Reg (any pronouns), i have fibromyalgia and adhd (and others but nunya), i draw sometimes (if you have any prompts pls shoot me an ask), and i love writing fandom meta (specifics)

my current fandoms: ATLA (most active), Blue Eye Samurai, Carry On (Rainbow Rowell), ATLA novels, and LOK

my current favorite ships: Zukka, MaiLee, Kataang, and Jetko (less of my favorite but still very very good: Zukki, Maizula, Azula/Mai/Ty Lee (honestly what is their ship name), and Tyzula)

my favorite artists: Hozier, Chappell Roan, Måneskin, Conan Gray, and Mitski

fandom info: i don’t hate any of the characters of ATLA (Ozai and Zhao excluded), but i will be critical of their actions. basically there will be no hate posts on Azula, Ursa, Iroh, Katara, or any of the controversial characters but i am very open to discussing their actions and the reasons behind them.

other info: i’m currently fostering 4 kittens and i’ve fostered 2 adult cats before them (one of them ended up being a fail and now he is my beloved baby son man Hodor), so if you have any questions about fostering or about the cats themselves please send an ask im happy to talk about it :). i’m willing to talk about politics but i want to keep that discussion to a minimum. also im about to start doing archery!! so if anyone has any tips, please tell me :). i also use forearm crutches and im an ambulatory wheelchair user

send me asks if: you want to talk about fostering cats/kittens or about my cats, if you have questions about fibromyalgia or any other disabilities i have, or about mobility aids, or if you want to discuss ATLA (please i love ATLA), or if you want to discuss pretty much any of my interests, if you have questions about my subculture (goth), and if you have any questions about being a lesbian! (please be respectful!)

DNI: TERFS, anyone who is planning on being mean, and people who will get mad about me being critical of their fav characters.

I will not be participating in any ship wars, i’m just here to have fun

let’s just all be nice to eachother, hey? tumblr is a place to escape the rudeness of the outside world, let’s not bring it in here too.

im not comfortable with DMs, but please interact in any other way :)

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🌿ᖭི༏ᖫྀ🌿

“Sometimes things don’t turn out the way we hope. You can feel like, like you’ve come to an end, and you don’t know what to do with yourself.

But if you just keep goin’, you’ll find something new to fight for.” - Joel Miller

(just keep going. it will get better. all is never lost.)

[cleabellanov]

A (very) different take on "I wanna be your slave" by Måneskin

Do you ever listen to music and it just…hits different?

When listening to “I wanna be your slave”  we suddenly thought of a very specific lawyer.

You probably know the song, and if you don’t, that’s fine, just hear this out for a sec.

Only the second verse in: “I wanna make your heartbeat run like rollercoasters”. Wait, what was that? Heartbeat. That’s a really important theme in the Daredevil series, and Matt has used his heightened senses to track people’s heartbeats more than once. Moving on a few verses forward: “I love you since this morning, not just for aesthetic”. Now, we all know what an aesthetic is, and how it generally refers to people’s appreciation of beautiful things. But Matt can’t exactly see the beautiful things, so that’s not the reason that he loves someone. Speaking of, right the next verse is the daring: “I wanna touch your body, so fuck!ng electric”. Sounds familiar to me! Electric, Elektra, did that make you think of any love interests?

The next section is nothing like our character…I mean, obviously. Until we meet another two beauties. First is “I wanna be your sinner, wanna be a preacher”. It’s not the meaning of the song, we know that, but if we choose to talk about this perspective, it’s in theme with “Lawyer by day, vigilante by night.”. Two statuses opposite of one another, but existing in one person. Alright, maybe we’re taking it too far, but drama loves us here.  Second, we hear : “ ‘Cause baby I’m your David and you’re my Goliath.” I’m your David. In the Bible, David was a young boy who, despite his physical weakness, managed to win the fight against Goliath: a fierce soldier. Why? Because he had God by his side. Again, this sounds familiar when talking about seasons 1 and 2, when we see him apparently helpless in front of bigger, stronger men, but still persevering.

Now we finally get to the chorus, which could not be more specific than it is (keeping this perspective in mind) : “ Because I’m the devil who’s searching for redemption, and I’m a lawyer who’s searching for redemption”. The terms vary, but the first two lines are what really lit the match here: the mention of the lawyer and the devil in the same chorus.  Maybe you don’t hear it, but we think it’s amazing. Plus, it is paired with redemption, which can also mean salvation from sin. To quote Matt Murdock himself; “Then why did He put the Devil in me? Why do I feel it in my heart, and in my soul, clawing to be left out, if it is not all part of God’s plan?” Because of course, Matthew never wants to  ( and doesn’t ) completely let his dark side out, hence the search for salvation...from himself. And I believe that would make him wonder, maybe rarely, but still wonder, which one of the two he is: the slave or the master.

[agendabymooner]

when emma falls in love ! daniel r. x ofc (måneskin member!ofc)

“emma met a boy with eyes like a man. turns out, her heart fits right in the palm of his hand.”

summary: daniel was away for work most of the time and so lorelei hester alessandro-ricciardo took it upon herself to let out the words that she would normally whisper in the empty air of their home in australia and began a pregnancy journal entry on her twitter.

content warning: pregnancy (i mean obv), lando being a good sport and godfather, talks of nesting, cravings, mentions episiotomy, use of explicit language, abba references. press to full view the tweets ❤️

note: i haven’t touched this series in a while huh? enjoy xx

masterlist

tagged danielricciardo, loricciardo, colabebe

liked by lewishamilton, charles_leclerc, carlossainzjr

user1 rip to all the margaritas that lester never had liked by lando.jpg

user2 why do i feel like the bump photo’s the only decent photo you’ve taken of the two?

lando.jpg because it is.

oscarpiastri still mad at you for drinking my margarita

user3 did he open his legs?

user4 “baby parmesan” 😭 it was a offhanded comment made once by daniel and now that’s the baby’s nickname

lando.jpg yeah we call him “our little par” but the italian side of the family doesn’t agree with it. all except from mateoales

user5 “lori’s in her prime” like she was there since day one 🫡

loricciardo danielricciardo why don’t we have any decent maternity photos? liked by lando.jpg

danielricciardo because we’re not decent people, doll 😉

lando.jpg take Monza 2021, for example.

loricciardo i really love that you are the “goddaddy” as you called you are, to my child. but god, do i want to fight you for bringing up the champagne photo

lando.jpg i didn’t say anything about photos 🫣🤐

thomasraggi_ that margarita was soooo good

ykaaar too bad lester never got a taste of the spirit-free one 🤨

loricciardo what. there was a spirit-free margarita? and landonorris didn’t even bother telling me???

lando.jpg slipped out of my mind bc i was hosting the party 😅

loricciardo i’m mad now.

loricciardo and we’re in the same house. i hope you have your suitcase packed.

colabebe 😂

user6 happy lester is the best lester

maxverstappen1 i hope i didn’t offend you loricciardo

loricciardo you agreed when carlos said that i was growing a giant wheel of parmesan 🤨

charles_leclerc that’s what you don’t say to a pregnant woman, maxie

maxverstappen1 fuck off, like you didn’t tell aimee “rip that pussy” when you found out the twins were heavier than average

charles_leclerc i learned haven’t i?

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mateoales little par looks bigger now 🤨 liked by danielricciardo

danielricciardo little par’s a bit of a kicker too. he could play for man united.

mateoales or he could be a driver

loricciardo chill out, tesoro. we’re not putting little par on a car yet, alright 😒

user1 SHE OFFICIALLY CALLED BABY RIC ‘PARMESAN’ WE WON FELLAS liked by danielricciardo

user2 have you tried her deep fried tim tams?

daniel3.jpg no because she eats them all 🤨

loricciardo 😠😠 i offered you a dipped one

daniel3.jpg a half eaten one but thank you for the kind gesture wife ❤️

user3 “the wife” gives off lester’s “he’s fiancé” vibes

user4 not gonna lie, i’m kind of excited to see baby ric wreak havoc in the paddock

redbullracing he’d make a good addition to the red bull team 😊 liked by danielricciardo

scuderiaferrari funnily enough, we’ve already got him a ferrari suit to wear and race to 😎 nice try though 🤐 liked by loricciardo

mercedesamgf1 oh dang, you too? 😅 i’m pretty sure our lady boss designed our mercedes suit for the baby ric

redbullracing not your lady boss but okay ✋

[babysaid]

Okay, so my thoughts on RUSH!:

I asked for a meal and Måneskin delivered a BANQUET! It’s a really good album overall: the entire band was on their A game for this one!! I really like the direction they took and the recent interview with Zane Lowe where they talked about the creative process makes me love it even more!

FUCK every basic bitch hating on this album because of the leaked lyrics!!!! Songs are not poetry and the instrumentals / vocal delivery can really elevate the entire thing!!!

Vic was born to play bass, Thomas is a legend, Damiano honestly has one of my favorite voices ever and Ethan is so good I just want him to [redacted] [crash sounds] [gunshots] [dogs barking]

My two cents song by song - that no one asked for - is below the cut

- Own My Mind is already in 3 different playlists of mine. Can’t wait to hear it liveeeee 9.5/10

- Tom Morello had less than 30 seconds and delivered everything in Gossip! Thomas is honestly so fucking talented, I’m gonna cry. Lyrics slap, instruments slap, promo slaped. 9/10

- My first hot take is Timezone. I already knew I would have problems with this songs when I heard it on the tiktok promo. Weakest link the first 5 songs. Emo as fuck, sounds like something a Wrapped Tour band would play (derogatory). Gets points because I can imagine a very aggravated Sony executive listening to “I don’t give a fuck about the contracts that I signed” and I giggle. Also, I miss being a teenager 7/10

- DON’T GET ME STARTED on BLA BLA BLA. Silly as fuck but I LOVE IT. God put Vic De Angelis on this earth just so she could EAT this bass line!!!! My fave along with Own My Mind 9.8/10

- Baby Said has old Strokes vibes so it’s right up my alley. Again, not very strong lyrics but the instrumental and Damiano’s vocals 🫶 8.5/10

- Second hot take: I appreciate its political commentary but Gasoline was never my cup of tea. I’m being very generous calling it “political commentary” tho, they could’ve done better. Gets points because Damiano quoting Chaplin during Coachella and yelling “FORA BOLSONARO” on my concert live rent free in my head. Loses points for being too long 7.5/10

- Feel is a banger!!! @ Walk Like a Badass Playlist on Spotify, we have visitors. Also, again, THOMAS ♥️ 8/10

- I love ass shakers and I especially love ass shakers like Don’t Wanna Sleep. AGAIN, THOMAS AND VIC 8.5/10

- I can tell Damiano was drunk as fuck recording Kool Kids, ICONIC. Also super catchy 8.5/10

- Ballad Alert! If Not For You deserves an acoustic version and I will bug everyone until I get it. Automatic 9/10

- Testing my patience along with Timezone is Read Your Diary. It starts great but then it just becomes a Disney Channel song, babes. A good Disney Channel song, but still. Weakest link on the second part of the album. Gets points for the bass line and, again, because I miss being a teenager 7.5/10

- The first song in italian, Mark Chapman GOES. HARD. AS. FUCK. Instrumental is point, Damiano’s vocals are DELIVERING and ngl it hits different in italian. Makes it to my top 5 of the album 9/10

- I already loved La Fine before, so I still love it but it loses a little of it’s charm when put next to Mark Chapman ngl. I have no choice but to rate it 8.8/10

- The biggest Teatro D’ira vibe on the album is Il Dono Della Vita. A very cohesive and emotional song instrumentally, I can’t wait to read the translation. I hope this one makes it to the live setlist so I don’t have beat anyone on their team to a pulp. It also reminds me: I will never forgive them for not doing Ventanni in São Paulo but doing it in Argentina. That was a hate crime against brazilians and THEY KNOW IT. I digress. 9.5/10

- Mammamia on this album feels like seeing a cousin at a family gathering lmao. Still SLAPS tho 8/10

- My top song on Spotify Rewind in 2022 was Supermodel, so I really like it. HOWEVER, it feels very out of place on this album and it doesn’t go as hard now that we have better songs. You can tell this was a “commercial” song because the other ones are so much more well made (even the ones I don’t like as much). Still has a place in my heart tho 7.8/10

- I really loved The Loneliest when it came out and I still love it! But it suffers from the same curse as Supermodel: the new ballads are so much better. All I can think about now while listening is “I hope they don’t pass up If Not For You and Il Dono Della Vita on the live shows so they can play The Loneliest”. I know it’s gonna happen tho, so I resent it a little bit. 8/10

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🔥 VMAs 2023: Epic Performances, Hot Nominees & More!

MTV's Musical Extravaganza Returns to Jersey, Baby! Cue the glitter, cue the drama, cue the questionable fashion choices! It's that time of the year again, folks – the MTV Video Music Awards are swooping back to Newark, New Jersey's Prudential Center for the 2023 awards show. Get ready to witness music's biggest stars strut their stuff on the red carpet, where fashion statements range from "I'm fabulous" to "I'm trying my best, okay?" Traditionally, this shindig happens at the tail-end of August, but hold onto your sequined hats because this year, they decided to be fashionably late. Yep, the VMAs are rolling into town in mid-September, just to keep us all on the edge of our seats. Jake Reynolds, the Prudential Center's President (and unofficial air-kisser), assured us that even with this schedule shuffle, the "entertainment industry's peepers" will be glued to the event. Trust me, folks, if there's one thing Jake knows, it's peepers. He declared this spectacle to be a musical globe-trot, allowing us to cheer for our favorite tunes from all over the world. It's like the Olympics of music, minus the sweatpants. Jake had his speaking cap on, and he went on to gush, "We're giddy about partnering up with MTV – you know, the music channel that occasionally plays music – and getting ready for a night that'll make your socks dance right off!" Seriously, who needs socks when you've got these moves? Now, let's talk throwbacks. The VMAs have been around since '84, and let me tell you, it's been one heck of a rollercoaster. Remember when Taylor Swift and Kanye West went at it in '09? Classic. Or how about Nicki Minaj and Miley Cyrus's showdown in '15? They were flinging metaphors like confetti! And guess what? Nobody has a crystal ball big enough to predict what mess the 2023 show will conjure up. But hey, as long as there's drama, glitter, and maybe a llama, I'm game! Hold onto your hats, your cat's hat, and your grandma's hat, because this soirée is going to be lit. You'll spot more stars than at an alien invasion – think Video of the Year, Artist of the Year, Best New Artist, and a bunch of others. It's like the Oscars, but with fewer tuxedos and more neon. Get Ready to Rock, Jersey Style! Drumroll, please! The 2023 VMAs are dropping onto your screens on Tuesday, September 12, at 8 p.m. ET. Yep, time to get your snacks and sassy remarks ready. New Jersey Governor Phil Murphy is doing cartwheels in excitement because, as he put it, "the VMAs coming back is like a seal of approval for Jersey's ability to host mega-sized shindigs." Who needs the Big Apple when you've got the Big Tomato? It's a Swift Invasion! Taylor Swift is leading the nominee pack with eight nods. Eight! Somebody needs to check if her closet has enough shelf space. SZA's not lagging far behind, scooping up six nominations. Then there's a whole posse – Doja Cat, Kim Petras, Miley Cyrus, Nicki Minaj, Olivia Rodrigo, and Sam Smith – all decked out with five nominations each. It's like a musical version of a competitive potluck dinner. And, hold your breath, we have 35 first-time nominees! Fresh blood, new faces – think Kim Petras, Ice Spice (not to be confused with Pumpkin Spice), Reneé Rapp, FLETCHER, and more. It's like the cool kids' club just got bigger and more stylish. Let the Show Begin – Cue the Glitter Cannons! You want a performance? You got it! The first batch of party animals hitting the stage includes Demi Lovato (in a feather boa, I hope), Karol G (is she bringing tacos?), Italy's Måneskin (they've got the hair to make us stare), and the K-Pop sensation Stray Kids. It's like a musical buffet, and I'm here with my plate ready! And the Host Is...? Hold the phone, MTV forgot to pass on the memo! They're keeping the host's identity locked tighter than my diary in middle school. But hey, who needs a host when the music is the real star? Watch the Magic Unfold! Set your alarms, prepare the popcorn, and maybe dust off your dance moves that you've been practicing since last year's VMAs. The extravaganza goes live on MTV at 8 p.m. ET. It's like prom night for the music world – except you don't have to worry about getting a date. Let the VMAs sweep you off your feet, dazzle your eyeballs, and remind you that life's just a little better with a sprinkle of glitter and a whole lot of music. 🎶🎤🕺🏼# MTV's Musical Extravaganza Returns to Jersey, Baby! Cue the glitter, cue the drama, cue the questionable fashion choices! It's that time of the year again, folks – the MTV Video Music Awards are swooping back to Newark, New Jersey's Prudential Center for the 2023 awards show. Get ready to witness music's biggest stars strut their stuff on the red carpet, where fashion statements range from "I'm fabulous" to "I'm trying my best, okay?" Traditionally, this shindig happens at the tail-end of August, but hold onto your sequined hats because this year, they decided to be fashionably late. Yep, the VMAs are rolling into town in mid-September, just to keep us all on the edge of our seats. Jake Reynolds, the Prudential Center's President (and unofficial air-kisser), assured us that even with this schedule shuffle, the "entertainment industry's peepers" will be glued to the event. Trust me, folks, if there's one thing Jake knows, it's peepers. He declared this spectacle to be a musical globe-trot, allowing us to cheer for our favorite tunes from all over the world. It's like the Olympics of music, minus the sweatpants. Jake had his speaking cap on, and he went on to gush, "We're giddy about partnering up with MTV – you know, the music channel that occasionally plays music – and getting ready for a night that'll make your socks dance right off!" Seriously, who needs socks when you've got these moves? Now, let's talk throwbacks. The VMAs have been around since '84, and let me tell you, it's been one heck of a rollercoaster. Remember when Taylor Swift and Kanye West went at it in '09? Classic. Or how about Nicki Minaj and Miley Cyrus's showdown in '15? They were flinging metaphors like confetti! And guess what? Nobody has a crystal ball big enough to predict what mess the 2023 show will conjure up. But hey, as long as there's drama, glitter, and maybe a llama, I'm game! Hold onto your hats, your cat's hat, and your grandma's hat, because this soirée is going to be lit. You'll spot more stars than at an alien invasion – think Video of the Year, Artist of the Year, Best New Artist, and a bunch of others. It's like the Oscars, but with fewer tuxedos and more neon. Get Ready to Rock, Jersey Style! Drumroll, please! The 2023 VMAs are dropping onto your screens on Tuesday, September 12, at 8 p.m. ET. Yep, time to get your snacks and sassy remarks ready. New Jersey Governor Phil Murphy is doing cartwheels in excitement because, as he put it, "the VMAs coming back is like a seal of approval for Jersey's ability to host mega-sized shindigs." Who needs the Big Apple when you've got the Big Tomato? It's a Swift Invasion! Taylor Swift is leading the nominee pack with eight nods. Eight! Somebody needs to check if her closet has enough shelf space. SZA's not lagging far behind, scooping up six nominations. Then there's a whole posse – Doja Cat, Kim Petras, Miley Cyrus, Nicki Minaj, Olivia Rodrigo, and Sam Smith – all decked out with five nominations each. It's like a musical version of a competitive potluck dinner. And, hold your breath, we have 35 first-time nominees! Fresh blood, new faces – think Kim Petras, Ice Spice (not to be confused with Pumpkin Spice), Reneé Rapp, FLETCHER, and more. It's like the cool kids' club just got bigger and more stylish. Let the Show Begin – Cue the Glitter Cannons! You want a performance? You got it! The first batch of party animals hitting the stage includes Demi Lovato (in a feather boa, I hope), Karol G (is she bringing tacos?), Italy's Måneskin (they've got the hair to make us stare), and the K-Pop sensation Stray Kids. It's like a musical buffet, and I'm here with my plate ready! And the Host Is...? Hold the phone, MTV forgot to pass on the memo! They're keeping the host's identity locked tighter than my diary in middle school. But hey, who needs a host when the music is the real star? Watch the Magic Unfold! Set your alarms, prepare the popcorn, and maybe dust off your dance moves that you've been practicing since last year's VMAs. The extravaganza goes live on MTV at 8 p.m. ET. It's like prom night for the music world – except you don't have to worry about getting a date. Let the VMAs sweep you off your feet, dazzle your eyeballs, and remind you that life's just a little better with a sprinkle of glitter and a whole lot of music. 🎶🎤🕺🏼 Read the full article

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𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬

🏳️‍🌈 Thomas × reader

NSFW 🔥 lovedup adults doing nasty adult things to one another

° Thomas Raggi & female reader insert

° you've never had a boyfriend support your queer identity before, but now thomas wants to accompany you to your first ever gay rights rally

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° thanks to everyone who voted for this to be brought out of the vault💋  [commissions are priority! there are currently 4 commissions in cue!]

"You're remindin' me of a fly- hoverin' around like this." Thomas said. "Why don't you just sit down on my lap, like you usually do when you're doing my makeup?"

You dipped your brush back into the square of pink pigment, shaking your head as you walked in front of the chair your boyfriend was seated in, the morning sunshine illuminating his face as you looked at him from a different angle. "No, I don't think we'll be doing that, baby." You bent down, considering how to get this application to match what you had done on his other eye. "This isn't like going out to dinner with your friends, where you can distract me with your cuteness and maybe we fool around a bit 'cause if we arrive late, the most important thing we'll miss is the garlic bread. 

"This is a gay rights protest- it has a set starting time and I don't wanna miss any of it. It's my first time protesting and what if we arrive late and we miss out on learning the chants?"

"This tense interest in time management- is this the gay agenda that I'm always hearing about?" He asked with a cheeky grin.

You swept the pink eyeshadow into the inner corner of his eye, pleased when he took you seriously enough to hold still. The significance of this day was making you nervous.

It had been inspiring nerves in you ever since you had first learnt of the event. Victoria had sent you a photo of a flyer found taped up in the city - she insisted you had to go and scream extra loud for her (she would be out of town, visiting family the same weekend, unable to attend).

You had never been in the closet with the members of Måneskin - when you had first met Thomas a little over a year ago, your phone case had been covered in the colours of the bisexual pride flag. There hadn’t been a wasted effort of trying to hide it. He had never questioned you on it or made any comments that made you feel unsupported. You were the first queer woman he had dated, but you were far from the first gay girl he had cared for in his inner-circle. He didn't need you to go over the basics with him, he didn't need a big, serious talk about what this meant or how it affected him - he had simply nodded his head, he gave your hand a comforting squeeze and told you to correct him without hesitation if he ever did anything unbefitting of an ally.

He was the exact opposite of your last boyfriend who had been stuck in the attitude of homophobia. He used slurs in private, to everyone else he would pretend his attitude was less aggressive, always quick to say that he didn't mind if people were gay - he just wished they wouldn't rub it in his face. 

You had ignored his every comment, avoiding any kind of discussion around the topic. Because it hadn't mattered that you thought you might be bisexual. Nothing could be explored while you were in a relationship with a man, and you thought you didn't need the label.

But Thomas wanted you to express how you felt, he loved how you lit up whenever you got to talking about your sexuality and the community you were slowly discovering. He left you with no reason to hold yourself back. You could find where you belonged, with him giving you a supportive nod and thumbs-up every step of the way.

Now you were painting the colours of the bisexual flag across his eyelids, preparing to march through the streets of Rome with him.

You felt extra appreciative of him at this moment. This wasn't something that you had thought you would ever get to experience.

You couldn’t help yourself, swooping down to kiss him on the lips. He placed a hand to your cheek, seeking to deepen the kiss as he gently drew your bottom lip into his mouth. Feeling his tongue sweep over your lip made you forget of those anxieties, in a fleeting moment that made you want to rock your body into his.

Instead you willed yourself to lean away, licking your lips as you straightened up. You cleared your throat, trying to ignore how you could see him in your peripheral vision as you looked at your eyeshadow palette. You covered the brush bristles in more pink, glittery powder.

“I thought I was being the problem child, distractin’ you from being ready on time and all that.” He said, smirking. “I’m not allowed to invite you to sit on my lap, but you’re allowed to kiss me?”

You were trying to stop yourself from smiling, because you knew it would undermine any authority you were hoping to gain. "Shut up, it's part of my process. You wouldn't understand it, you're not a makeup artist."

He laughed. "You can just say that you wanted to kiss me."

"Fine." You said, his eyes shutting as he became still when you came towards him with the brush again. "I wanted to kiss you, and I considered my options and realised that I would have time to kiss you if I didn't need time to do some sort of graphic eyeliner extravaganza on you. I think you're gonna agree that you don't need the liner, 'cause you already look spectacular.

"In fact, I couldn't take you if you looked any more spectacular. I don't need to be upstaged by my own boyfriend."

"No chance of that happening." He said. "But just so you know…" He hooked his finger through one of your belt loops. "... if you need some more assistance with your artistic process, I'm happy to kiss you again. Or we could do more than kissing. For the sake of your artistic process, of course."

"Great, thanks, I'll keep that in mind." You said sarcastically. "Okay, I think the only thing left is kajal and mascara. Are you comfortable with me doing those, or do you wanna do that yourself?"

"I can handle those."

"Okay, I'm gonna get my lipstick on. But I'll be right over there if you need help."

He picked up a hand mirror. "Hey, I may not have any kind of sophisticated artistic process, but I can put on mascara and eyeliner. You just go and do whatever you need to do to make sure you're prepped for serving the gay agenda."

— — —

The sky was getting darker by the time you returned home, hand-in-hand with your boyfriend. You didn't have much voice left, all of the chanting and screaming had left you quite hoarse.

You were without your voice, and there were other things you had lost during the course of the day. The weight of all of those nerves that had made you feel like you were facing your first day of high school had dissipated. You had lost your anxieties and your stress.

But the best thing to lose were your uncertainties.

Some things had been gained. People selling handmade pins had gotten Thomas’ attention and admiration, an array of new accessories decorating his button-up shirt. Before the actual march could begin, amongst the people handing out flyers, he had found someone selling a full-size bisexual flag, for what you were sure was an inflated price.

But the price hadn’t mattered to him - his mood was too good to be spoiled by anything.

While you had been internally taking the whole scene in, he had set into the experience with immediate enthusiasm. He hadn’t held back, it was like when he was the first member of the friend group to head for the dance floor, dragging you along because he couldn’t simply enjoy himself standing still. It drew you in every time, making you feel the rush that could block out your self-doubt. The thoughts that could slow you down were drowned out as his confidence brought you into fully-inhabiting the moment with him.

It magnetised others and intoxicated you.

And it didn't stop as you walked into the apartment - he had so genuinely enjoyed his day, this high might hold on. You weren't sure that you had the most fun, even though the event had held such significance to you.

“The question is- what kind of sign would we make?” He asked, making you pause as you wondered what steps in the conversation you had missed because his query had come after a period of silence. This didn’t relate to the last thing you had said. Had he been carrying on a conversation with himself, carefully mulling the decision over?

You watched him lock the door, waiting for him to clue you in on this conversation. He turned around to face you. "What are you talking about?"

"The next march that we go to, we've gotta have a sign, but, like, what type?" He asked, pausing to unlace and remove his shoes. "There were so many great ones, I didn't realise there were all these different types of protest signs.

“Do you think we should do a funny one, like, a meme or a Simpsons reference? Or some kind of artistic one?” He asked as he came towards where you were leaning against the wall. “Of course, being the superior drawer, you would have to take the lead on that. But I would help you out with the brainstorming, happy to…”

He didn’t get to finish making his point because you couldn’t keep yourself from pouncing on him. You put an arm around his neck and pulled him in closer, placing your hand to his cheek so that you could guide him in for a kiss.

It was the kind of kiss that it seemed like you had been waiting all day to give him. It was the kind of kiss that completely disregarded the preservation of makeup. It was the kind of kiss that existed outside of time. You sank into it, pressing your chest against him as his arms wound around your waist. His tongue teased your lips apart and you couldn’t hold back a little moan, you were so keen to get to indulge.

You leaned away, seeing a smile on his face even before he’d had the opportunity to open his eyes. “I love you, baby.”

He gasped, feigning surprise. “That’s crazy, I was literally just about to say that same thing to you. It’s like you read my mind, or somethin’. How did you do that?”

You laughed, nuzzling your nose against his. “I’d love to tell you, but there’s certain secrets of the gay agenda that I simply cannot share. Not yet, at least…”

His eyes moved slowly over the details of your face, as if he hadn’t spent the whole day with you in his line of sight. “Oh-no, sorry.” He curled your hair behind your ear. “I messed up your lipstick.”

“I couldn’t care less. This makeup has been well-documented, and that’s such an understatement, it’s not even funny.” You said.

This day would forever remain with clarity due to the copious amount of photos that you had taken, capturing it from all perspectives. There were cute selfies, your cheeks pressed together as he wanted to try seemingly every filter on Snapchat. You had taken photos of him standing alongside the protestors with the signs he thought were the best. He had taken photos and short videos of you marching with the crowd. Something that felt as thorough as a photoshoot had taken place with his phone camera pointed at you as he instructed you on how to pose with your new flag - you would be surprised if there was any memory space left on the device after that.

“Do you want me to take your makeup off?” You asked.

“Yes, please. All of the times that I wanted to rub my eye, but I couldn’t.” He said, following you over to the desk where most of your beauty supplies were stored. “I’ve been literally dying.”

You smiled, positioning yourself in front of the chair he had sat upon. “My poor baby.” You brought forward the pack of cleansing wipes, pulling one out. “But it was worth it, right?” You started by cleaning around his mouth, wiping away the mess made by your bright lipstick. “You were swimming in compliments, like so many people.”

He couldn’t keep his hands to himself, resting one on your hip, his thumb stroking tenderly. “Only because of the makeup that you did.”

��Thank you. Thank you for this whole day.”

He shut his eyes, allowing you to wipe away the colours that had been decorating his eyelids. “I gotta thank you, and not just for the kick-ass makeup that everyone loved…” The bright colours lifted away from his pale skin, but some flecks of glitter remained. “Thank you for trusting me enough to share this stuff with me.

“You never shut me out…” He said and opened his eyes to look at you now that you were cleaning the highlight off his cheekbones. “And I’m so grateful to know you, all of you.”

You took the makeup wipe away from his face, letting that arm go limp as you gazed upon him. He blinked at you, seemingly waiting for you to say something. But you couldn’t speak, just feeling your heart swelling up in your chest. You were flooded with emotion, propping yourself up on the edge of the desk. You didn’t think you had the correct words, nothing was fitting for this significant moment.

“You’re…” You put the wipe aside and placed your hands on his cheeks. “You’re just the…” He smiled as you fumbled through your thoughts. “You’re the best boyfriend ever, do you know that?”

He pushed his fingers through your hair, leaning in closer. “Only the best for my babygirl. I love you.”

“I love you too.”

He lifted his ass from the seat, drawing in until he could kiss you. You sharply inhaled before melting into the kiss. You caressed your fingers over his cheeks as he wrapped his arms around your middle.

You never wanted this kiss to end because it finally gave your emotions a place to land. You tilted your head, following him deeper as you wrapped an arm around his neck.

You didn’t distress over the words that wouldn’t come. Now he was drawing whimpers from you as his tongue glided into your mouth.

You arched your back, pressing yourself firmly to his chest. You only pulled back when you felt his hands on the bottom of your tank top, seeking to get under it. You let him remove it from over your head, before instantly resuming kissing.

This passion was punctuated by your efforts to remove clothes, until you were equally naked before each other. You positioned your ass on the desk, parting your knees as you faced him. 

His eyes drank in the sight of you, sweeping up-and-down to rediscover all of those parts that he favoured. You put your hands to his sides, feeling up the ridges of his thin figure as he moved in closer, close enough for you to feel his body heat again. His hands went to your cheeks, brushing his fingers softly over your face with his thumb moving across your bottom lip. You parted your lips, anticipating a kiss.

Instead he moved away a little. “I’m gonna grab a rubber, be right back.”

In addition to catching your breath, you took this time to wipe off your remaining makeup. You couldn’t imagine that its current state would be very seductive to your boyfriend.

You had remained on the desk, not wanting to rupture this perfect moment - although unplanned, this was clearly the fitting conclusion to this wonderful day. When he returned, it was to place himself between your legs again. Your hands went to his cheeks as his mouth captured yours in a kiss.

His hands ghosted down your sides, making you feel so small, so ready to be consumed. His hands kept moving lower until he was grasping at your bare legs. He fit his fingers into the ditch behind your knees, beginning to lift. You allowed your body weight to be shifted back as your legs went up. Your ankles went onto his bony shoulders, kept here to rest. You felt your wet cunt opening as you kept covering his lips in kisses.

His hands went to your waist and he whined against your mouth as he leaned in closer. You tilted your pelvis as he grinded into you, his skin pressed to yours. The muscles in your legs started to tense when you felt his tip lining up with your slicked entrance.

He started to sink inside, his body pushing against your legs and you were rapidly losing your breath. Your walls fluttered excitedly as he stroked in deeper. You were soon feeling his hip bones digging into the squishiness of your thighs. You put one hand into his hair and used the other to hold onto the edge of the desk, hoping to brace yourself.

He let you set the pace, tensing your body so that you could swing your hips up. You broke the kiss, gasping for air as you concentrated on your movements. Your hand gripped into a fist around his hair as the pressure inside of you grew. You were thrilled by the sensations swarming your body, absolutely ready to come undone for him.

“Fuck.” You sobbed as his hips snapped into you faster.

You looked at him and found that his eyes were mostly shut, the lids rapidly fluttering as he got lost in ecstasy. But when he saw you were watching, he fought harder to get his eyes open, to meet your gaze. His features, that were marked by effort, became lit up with a smile and you could see sparks in his hazel eyes.

This extra level of connection gave him some inspiration and you felt his thrusts come in faster again. This new pace had your gut clenching and you started to bite into your bottom lip as your chest heaved. You twitched and writhed into him, listening to the quick collisions of skin-on-skin.

“Ah, Thomas.” You whimpered.

There was a strain in your leg muscles, with the limbs being unnaturally pinned to your bare chest. But this discomfort, and any other thoughts, were banished from your mind when he found a way to bury the head of his cock in deep enough to collide with your g-spot.

You let out a surprised cry as your hips (working of their own accord) leapt up higher, your ass leaving the desk momentarily.

Your inner-walls spasmed and for a moment the world stopped, with you almost seeing the control leaving your body. It was replaced by impulses and excitement.

“Yes.” He moaned, pressing his body weight into you.

He savoured this new depth, moving his dick in sensual strokes, with his head lingering at your sweet spot. He spent less time rocking back, maintaining the friction was no longer the priority.

This new, more thorough tempo had you squeezing your eyes shut as tremors raced through the muscles in your legs. He was getting you to that place of too much, your toes curling as your body kept at that tempo with everything you had.

“Please.” You wailed. “Please don’t stop, babe.”

You twitched as the pressure in your cunt and your chest increased, taking you over. You listened to his raspy moans as you concentrated on the connection between your bodies.

The brightest and most spectacular colours danced in the darkness behind your eyelids as you started to dissolve into the pleasure. With this most intimate massage, he took you up to and then over the edge. You cried out as you let go entirely.

You flinched and shook, your limbs aching to be repositioned. Clumsily, you brought your ankles down from his shoulders to wrap your legs around his waist. You clenched your thighs and arched your back, bucking into him quicker, with renewed vigour. Your whole body was filled with tingles as you chased his orgasm.

“Yeah, oh fuck…” He whispered, beginning to match the jerking of his hips to his words of praise. “Yes, yes, oh yes, yes, yuh- yes, yes.”

You grabbed for his shoulders with both hands, clinging to him as your body was rocked by incredibly powerful aftershocks. You were quivering but you refused to be taken down, your heart thundering in your ears. You kept moving your body to serve that desperate speed. His breath was hot on the side of your face and his hands gripped your hips.

“Yes, yes, yes, oh yes.” He whined as he continuously guided you along his shaft. “God. I love you, oh babe…”

“I love you too.” You responded, this sentence punctuated by a needy moan that came from deep in your chest.

“Fuck, I’m so close.” He said through heavy breaths. “Oh, fuck.”

You did your best to meet every one of his thrusts, even as he plunged into a faster, frenzied tempo. You ignored the unhappy creaks of the desk as you put your hands to either side of his face.

You started to kiss him, getting weak kisses back as he struggled for breath. Your pussy kept clenching around him, the sensitive walls so receptive to the strokes from his cock’s swollen head. He hummed and groaned against your mouth.

With a couple more jolts into you, he reached the climax and fell out of the rhythm. You covered his mouth in more lasting kisses as you felt his body slumping a little. He leaned against the desk for support as he wrapped his arms loosely around your torso.

“Fuck.” He croaked, resting his head against your shoulder as the two of you struggled to get your breath back.

“I love you.” You rushed to say. “I love you so much, Tommy.”

He looked at you, strands of hair stuck to the sweat on his face and he smiled. “I love you too.” He gave you a quick peck on the lips. “Let’s shower, yeah?”

“Genius idea.” You said.

“And we can talk some more about the kind of sign we need for the next protest.”

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Anti Hero reigned supreme for the fifth week in a row on Countdown Top 40

1. Anti Hero - Taylor Swift

2. I’m Good (Blue) - David Guetta & Bebe Rexha 

3. Made You Look - Meghan Trainor

4. Music For a Sushi Restaurant - Harry Styles

5. Bejeweled - Taylor Swift

6. I Drink Wine - Adele

7. Until I Found You - Stephen Sanchez

8. Unholy - Sam Smith & Kim Petras

9. Lift Me Up - Rihanna

10. THE LONELIEST - Måneskin

11. Where We Started - Thomas Rhett & Katy Perry

12. WYAT (Where You At) - SB19

13. Hold Me Closer - Elton John & Britney Spears

14. Celestial - Ed Sheeran

15. The Loneliest Time (feat. Rufus Wainwright) - Carly Rae Jepsen

16. Under The Influence - Chris Brown

17. u & i - James Reid

18. The Astronaut - JIN

19. Loser - Charlie Puth

20. Dangerous - Madison Beer

21. Never Gonna Not Dance Again - P!nk

22. Nonsense - Sabrina Carpenter

23. Rich Spirit - Kendrick Lamar

24. Calm Down - Rema & Selena Gomez

25. Super Freaky Girl - Nicki Minaj

26. I’m A Mess (with YUNGBLUD) - Avril Lavigne

 27. Boy’s a liar - PinkPantheress

28. Make You Say - Zedd, Maren Morris & Beaux

29. Coast (feat. Anderson.Paak) - Hailee Steinfeld

30. PINK VENOM - BLACKPINK

31. Shut Up - Alan Walker & UPSAHL

32. Bigger Than Me - Louis Tomlinson

33. Bad Decision - benny blanco, BTS & Snoop Dogg

34. About You - The 1975

35. Older (feat. Sierra Deaton) - 5 Seconds of Summer

36. Betty (Get Money) - Yung Gravy

37. Late Night Talking - Harry Styles

38. Call Me A Quitter - New Hope Club

39. Million Dollar Baby - Ava Max

40. Dito Ka Lang - Moira