#Rivali

[octo-artist]

Art/sketch dump

[turontot]

based off this

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[jackirii]

a piece i've been meaning to finish featuring our lovely knights from the fight knight game, yes it's unrelated to new year i genuinely just had no inspo for this time lmao mbad

happy new year though!!! 🎉 may your wishes come true <3

[sirgigglehelm]

Rivali Rosencraz

[cidsin]

Art and characters by me @cidsin Linktober Day 6 - Fear/Horror

Surely a thing every Link fears... Losing their friends and family... Or having a way to weak moment and being the one who kills them.

Something Mirras at least fears a lot, that he might never be fully up to being a courageous Hero, as legend demands.

[thecalendork]

BOTW Champions 💪🏻 Do you miss seeing these guys in TOTK? Or do you prefer their descendants? 🤔

[sword-in-a-hoard]

Well now i know why noone made a BOTW sexy person post...

I made one yestwrday and in 18 h (of 24 how long the round one is up) just 3 persons responded, i guess tumblr is not what it used to be :(

(Unless you have, like me, blocked all zelda related tags to not get totk spoiles in which case i understand)

[persa-tra-i-miei-pensieri]

Eterni rivali ma mai più nemici

Bellissima frase tratta dall'ultimo episodio di Angel's Friends che secondo me si sposa bene con il concetto di sport dove ci sono avversari ma non veri e propri nemici da eliminare. Una volta finita la partita sono semplici persone che non si odiano nel vero senso della parola. Resta solo un'eterna rivalità il giusto equilibrio che dà vita a qualsiasi competizione.

[primepaginequotidiani]

PRIMA PAGINA Il Tempo di Oggi sabato, 31 agosto 2024

[happyfirstpri]

Nothing more homo than having parallel or mirroring nicknames with your rival since childhood

Charles Leclerc and Max Verstappen. Also known as:

the phoenix and the dragon

the sun of maranello and the rain of milton keynes

il predestinato (the predestined) and the inevitable

eterni rivali (eternal rivals)

Eterni rivali is so sexy, like imagine signing off letters with that?

“Il tuo Eterno Rivale,

[insert name]”

HOT. SEXY. I’D KISS YOU ON THE LIPS.

[trivia-yandere]

tape

before leaving for college jungkook doesn't know when he'll see you again after this week and wants something to remember you by… @mother2monsters @darkuni63 @sweetempathprunetree @momnomnom @yoongiwantsme @chimmisbae @whipwhoops @prettyxxxplease

word count: 1.969

warning: car sex, pseudo incest, oral sex, smut, dirty talking, protected/unprotected sex, coercion, handjob, manipulation, creampie, video taping, dub-con,

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“You don’t have to record everything.” you say, panting. Your eyes, glossy and full of tears, glance up at Jungkook who’s heaving. “You have enough content.”

Jungkook blinks his eyes a bit to look at you - cheeks puffy, eyes glossy and lips wet with saliva. Your hand softly strokes his cock as you await your answer. 

“Of course I do.” Jungkook responds. He places his hand on top of your head, glancing up at the camera shining directly at the two of you. “Who knows when we’ll be doing this next.”

Jungkook loved taking pictures of you - he made it a routine. It was easier, of course, because you were his (step) sister. He took pictures of you randomly around the house, sometimes some of you and him together. At school when the two of you were together, he’d snap some pictures and it was never considered weird because you were his sister.

Some pictures were just for Jungkook’s eyes only - the ones where he would sneak up on you in the shower or the pictures he would capture while you were beneath him. You allowed him to take pictures of your naked body because he promised it was just for him to see - and it was kept privately hidden deep in his phone that only he had the access to.

Jungkook wanted something to remember you by - something that he could look back on. It wasn’t like you had an illness that was so incurable that you’d die - or that he was going off to war to never see you again. You and he were both going to college; separate ones. 

And as months went by and graduation had come and gone, he knew he only had a limited amount of time with you.

Jungkook wanted more and more pictures and videos of you - whatever he could get. He took every chance he got to shine his camera in your face especially while you were so fucked out and moaning his name desperately. 

Tonight was no different. This was going to be your last night with Jungkook and then you’d be on your way off to prepare for your college move-in day and soon, he’d do the same. 

You snicker. “We won’t be doing this again.” you say, feeling his lips kiss on your neck. “I’m going to college and so are you.”

“That doesn’t mean anything.” Jungkook murmurs. He’s glad that you’ve already discarded your shorts long ago - all he had to do was push your panties aside or rip them off (whichever was easier). “You’re only a three hour drive away.”

“Driving three hours away for pussy is insane.” you respond, feeling Jungkook’s hands slide down your back to cup your ass. Your tongue swirls on the tip of his cock, eyebrows raising.

“Allowing me to fuck you in my car in the middle of an empty parking lot is also insane.” Jungkook retorts with a sudden chuckle. He licks his lips as he watches you. “Allowing me to fuck you at all is insane…yet we do it.”

You roll your eyes but even you could agree with Jungkook. You had allowed him to get away with a lot - taking your virginity months prior was one of them; allowing him to continue to fuck you was another. 

But you told yourself that this was just something you were going to do for now and take to your grave - as would Jungkook. 

You don’t respond and instead decide it was better to continue your sucking. You take Jungkook back fully into your mouth.

You recall the first time you’ve done this and how horribly it was. But that didn’t make you stop - you were determined to know how to do so before college and Jungkook was the perfect candidate. “Add a little pressure to it…” Jungkook had said, wrapping his own hand around yours to guide you. He then begins to guide your closed fist up and down onto his cock. “You don’t have to go too fast, but anything slower than this is a bore…” he instructs, eyelids watching you as you get the hang of how exactly he wanted you to jack him.

Jungkook adored having to teach you how to pleasure him - you were such a curious person and naturally, like him, always strived to be better. It was a matter of time until you knew exactly what to do with your hands and mouth to get his toes curling and his legs shaking.

You bring Jungkook out of your mouth to pump him a bit - your touch was his favorite. Your hands are always soft and gentle, even when you wrap them firmly around his cock. Your tongue circles the tip of his cock, eyes watching his every reaction. You run your tongue over the swollen head, passing his slit with each lick. You enjoyed watching Jungkook become the submissive one who depended on you for pleasure - thighs shaking, mouth agape and releasing such filthy moans. 

There’s a salty taste on your tongue and you know it’s precum instantly. 

“You’re teasing me.” Jungkook grumbles, gripping your hair slightly. 

“We have all night.” you say, muffled. “What’s the rush?”

“I want to fuck you now.” Jungkook responds, voice deep and pleading. “We have to be home in an hour anyways. You know how dad is.”

You release the tip and watch his cock spring back, pre-cum and saliva dripping from it. “Fine.” you tell Jungkook, already lifting from your position to sit in his lap. “Where’s the condom?”

Jungkook always came prepared, going through his pockets to remove the small, golden square package. He hastily rips it open and discards the package lazily beside him. You’re hovering above him, waiting for him to put the condom on.

“Okay.” Jungkook places his hands upon your hips, guiding you down towards his cock. 

You release a low sigh when Jungkook enters you fully, your walls automatically clenching around him. Even with the amount of times the two of you had fucked, you could never become accustomed to him inside of you.

Jungkook, however, is inpatient. He wastes no time in placing his hand beneath your thighs and thrusting upwards. He assures you’re in line of vision with the camera - he needed good material masturbation while you were away.

Jungkook is a greedy person, he wants all of you. As he continues his thrusting inside of you, your breast bounces in his face, the tank top not being able to hold them any longer. As your breast spills out, Jungkook takes the opportunity to pop a nipple into his mouth.

“You’re so deep…” you moan, your nails digging into Jungkook’s shoulders for support. His breathing increases, his tongue suckling on your nipples needily and his hands go to grip your ass.

Jungkook pushes you away slightly, you now lean between the passenger and driver seats. Jungkook groans as he watches you - so fucked out and full of lust. He begins to thrust, his hand against your stomach for support.

“Your pussy’s so wet, Y/N.” Jungkook scoffs, eyes glancing at how good you were milking him; it’s almost a shame he wore a condom. He couldn’t imagine how heavenly you felt bare. “It’s because you love me that it’s like this.”

Jungkook loves touching your bare skin and his hands never settle on anything for long. He grips your breast as he fucks into you, he holds your neck, your waist - whatever. Now, his hands trails down slowly, thumb pressing firmly against your clit. 

Jungkook hisses, “So, so, wet.” he twirls his thumb against your clit, only fucking into you deeper. “Aren’t you going to miss me, Y/N? You’ll be going to college and sex would never be the same with anyone else.”

Maybe Jungkook was selfish, he’s admitting to it. But he could never fathom anyone else having you in these positions - no other man getting to have their face between your legs or getting to touch the soft, gentle skin of your body. Another guy didn’t deserve to feel how wet and tight you were, or hear your soft, sweet moans.

You yelp when you feel a hand around your neck - and it causes you to clench even tighter around Jungkook. He was angered now at just the thought of you leaving him and allowing someone else to do what he could do to you with such love and care. 

“You’re such a whore, Y/N.” Jungkook grunts, pounding into you angrily. Your moans increase, along with the squelching of your pussy. “How many guys are you planning on fucking?”

Jungkook’s grip on your neck grows tighter at your response. “However many I feel like.”

You loved teasing Jungkook ever since the pair of you were children. He rarely gave you a reaction until now and you were going to milk it. 

“So does anyone get to feel your pussy?” Jungkook snarls, releasing your neck to hoist you back up. Your arms are holding the passenger seat for support. “I always knew you’d grow up to be a bitch.”

Jungkook’s insult don’t faze you, maybe because he was fucking you entirely too well. You have no control whatsoever and Jungkook has it all. He thrusts roughly inside of you, dark eyes shining in lust and anger; jealousy. His hands roam your body, gripping your breast and suckling your nipples. He bites along your neck and shoulders, hands gripping and slapping your skin.

There’s a kiss pressed firmly against your lips; deep and full of greed. Even now, Jungkook cannot fathom to think about someone else kissing your lips and it angers him to know that it’s something you’re going to allow.

“I want to cum inside of you.” Jungkook releases your lips and pushes you off of him. 

You stumble in the backseat, eyes widening at his request. 

“You can’t-”

“Why not?” Jungkook is already pulling the condom off of him. “It’s not fair you wouldn’t let me. I love you.”

Jungkook discards the condom out of the car carelessly. “Don’t you love me?” Jungkook asks with a tilt of his head. “If you’re going to have sex in college, I should at least be the first one to feel you bare.”

Jungkook hovers above you, wrapping you in an embrace. Your back is towards him and his hand dips between your legs to rub along your clit. Your mind is hazy and you don’t realize that Jungkook is already inching inside of you.

“Your pussy feels so good, Y/N. You love me, right? You’d let me…” Jungkook trails off, entering deeper inside of you. His body shudders at the new feeling that the condom wasn’t allowing him to endure. 

Jungkook begins to thrust, his twirling of your clit never ceasing. Your walls tighten around him heavenly that he never wants this to end. If he could fuck into you like this - raw - the entire night, he would. It’s something he deserved - he was the only person who would ever truly love you.

“Doesn’t it feel good, Y/N?” Jungkook murmurs against your ear.

You nod your head hastily. The feeling is new; better. You never felt Jungkook’s bare skin inside of you and now with direct skin to skin, the euphoric sensation increases tremendously. 

Jungkook isn’t going to last long - not when there’s mountains of senses going through him. “Come,” he murmurs against your ear.

You turn your head to face Jungkook and instantly, he presses his lips against yours. His thrusts are sloppy and he’s determined to make you cum alongside him, rubbing along your clit hastily until he feels you trembling beneath him.

Jungkook never came so hard in his life. He’s twitching inside of you, cum reaching deep and even then, the pair of you never cease from kissing.

series masterlist

[jackirii]

they never listen!

[inchidentalmeowmeow]

Me: I have no fear 🙂

“Charles might not get a good enough car in time for a proper title fight with Max before Max decides to retire from F1.”

Me: I have ONE fear 🫠

[xuyaak]

remembered my obsession from january

some things never change (i didnt know how to draw his armor then, i have no idea how to draw it now)

[lovelylotusf1]

Eterni Rivali

👑 girl!Charles/girl!Max

🟡 rated T

✍️ 16,380 words

Summary:

“Rivals train together. They keep battling each other because it is fun. You know your rival’s battling style better than anyone else in the world.”

Max blushes, but it might just be the exhaustion from their exciting battle. “I like that.”

Charles nods wisely. “Then from today on, we are rivals.”

A journey through Charles’ career as a Pokémon Coordinator. Her wins, her losses, and her relationship with her rival Max.

Aka the Pokémon AU!⚡️🍃

Read on AO3!

Thank you @girlcharles-ficfest for organising this wonderful event! :D

And thank you @jusst-you-race for being one of the first people who let me ramble about the potential idea of a Pokémon AU. And another big thanks to @fueledbyremembering for cheering me on during my feverish scramble to finish this before the deadline <3

[enbysiriusblack]

"-And Miss Meadowes shall be partnering with... Miss Mckinnon", Slughorn read out.

Dorcas slid over to Marlene's desk, glaring at her, "If you mess up this potion, I will kill you."

Marlene nodded, swinging her legs as they sat on a stool, "Sure, Sure. Get thrown in Akzban for murder, then."

Dorcas ignored them, instead deciding to start on the assignment.

Marlene glanced over to their parchment as Dorcas wrote notes down, "Do you think dementors enjoy the happy memories they steal?"

Dorcas turned to her, "What?"

"Cause, they steal happy memories, right? But why? What benefit would they gain from that? I mean surely it must be tiring going around day after day in a freezing building and just sucking people's souls. So do y'think they get to keep the memories they take and it makes them happy? Like an exchange of happiness?"

Dorcas frowned in thought, pausing their writing.

"Huh. I hadn't thought about that."

Marlene gasped, "Oh, do you want to hear this theory I have?"

Dorcas' frown deepened, "I actually do."

"So, basically I have this theory that the dementors are actually kinda like dogs. And they think that azkaban and the prisoners in there are their food, but their owners, so that's the ministry, they tell them 'oh you can only have little bits of all these different types of foods', so kind of like a diet, and the dementors listen because they're the kind of dogs that are super well trained, and so our souls are their food and so they have to take them or they'll be starving. But, if you think about it, if we let the dementors be like wild dogs, wouldn't that mean they'd be happier and we would also be happier. Cause they'd only eat a few people's souls, and if you didn't want them to take your soul then you could just be in the light all the time, it's really not a big deal."

Dorcas covered their smile with their hand, "Sure, Mckinnon."

Marlene turned to them, "I burnt the potion by the way."

"What?" Dorcas frantically stood up and leaned over to look at the blackened contents in their cauldron, "We hadn't even started yet!"

Marlene shrugged, "I know, but Sluggie was boring earlier so I put all those ingredients he wrote on the board into the cauldron whilst he was still talking rubbish."

"But the potion doesn't even require heat!"

"Okay, well that isn't my fault! You let me rant to you about my theory, and whenever I rant I start playing with my lighter and I subconsciously put the lighter inside the cauldron and all the ingredients burned! So really that's your fault for not making me shut up."

Dorcas scoffed in disbelief, shaking her head slightly as her stubborn mouth still tried to twist into a smile.

"You must be the worst person to partner with in class."

Marlene gasped, "That is so not fair! Because I was partners with Snape last term and he never let me do anything to help, or let me talk, or play with my lighter or anything. He's definitely the worst partner, because he's such a boring control freak. Like even more a control freak than Lily, although I say that with love and only because she called herself it just last week."

Dorcas gave up on the aims of hiding her smile as she passed her notes to Marlene, "Here, you can tell me what I need to do and you can rant all you want whilst I do make the potion, just in case you get any more urges to put a lighter in the cauldron."

Marlene grinned, "Well, Meadowes", she started to read the notes, "Start off with adding 50ml of leech juice whilst I tell you the story of when I broke James' arm when we were nine and beat him so bad in a 1v1 game of quidditch that he made him parents get rid of his hoops for a year."