#em-1

[kwadlayns]

Good detectives do what they need to in order to solve a case. 💀🔎✨

[chloesimaginationthings]

Hear me out, Michael would think Roxy is SICK AF

[ratsonfire]

He has this sparkle about him

[weavile]

junior year glow-up??????????

[28ms28]

The radio thing is so funny cause we have

George: ABSOLUTELY ELATED VIVA LAS VEGAS

Max : yes guys haha thank you so much guys wow can't believe 4 time champion wow

Charles: FUCKING HELL FUCK THIS SHIT BEWARE FROM NOW ON NO MORE MR NICE GUY

[late-draft]

Ever since I saw there are ATLA chibi shorts, my brain has never been the same

[formulaheart]

ollie bearman hitting everything and everyone in sight and then getting back on track only to do it again and get penalized for it, welcome back kevin magnussen

[fcb-mv33]

“I'm not sure people fully appreciate Max just like they didn't with Sebastian. There's this sort of demonization both of them suffered, which I think is very unfair. Maybe that's also a bit of the British media. Sky Sports have a huge influence around the world.”

Translation - fuck sky sports

[wombrion]

1) your art is phenomenal and marshmallowy it makes my day when you post!

2) I’m unsure if you are still taking request but if you are in a dilly dallying mood I would <3 to see some of the Chainsaw man characters in your style? I feel like your shape language would translate onto their design really well🤎🤎

you fool............i drew em a zillion years ago

[dragon-spaghetti]

The trio ever 😤

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[emchante]

kinktober | frustration to fulfillment - o.p.

day 4 - facefucking | kinktober masterlist

summary: he stress is radiating off of oscar as soon as he arrived home, and you wanted to help him out. offering yourself for him, you told him to take his stress out on you. although hesitant at first, oscar soon gets really into it, using you as his outlet.

WARNINGS: 18+ content, facefucking, oral (m recieving), rough sex, praise kink, dirty talk, degradation, dacraphylia.

w.c: 1.2k

a/n: happy day 4! i loved writing this one, any time writing oscar is a good time. let me know your thoughts via reblog, comment or ask, i love hearing from you guys. see you guys next week for week 3.

oscar’s hips snapped forward, his breath ragged as he continued to thrust deeper into your mouth. he had one of his hands in your hair, a make-do ponytail being held in place by him to make sure you were doing your job just right.

he was hesitant at first– of course he was. oscar wasn’t really one to take his frustrations out by using you for pleasure, he had other methods he preferred. but the instant you told him you wanted him to use you? he was gone. he was losing control, using you in any way he wanted. “fuck.. you feel so good,” he groaned, his voice strained. his eyes were constantly on your face, watching the way your lips were wrapped around his cock. he enjoyed the view of you on your knees for him, being forced to adjust to taking all of him down your throat. “come on baby, let me see you,” he panted, licking at his own lips. your eyes fluttered opened, staring right into his own darkened ones. there were tears welling at the side of your eyes. you were enjoying it, but it was a lot. oscar was sick, the tears spurred him on. “such a good girl, aren’t you? taking me so well,” he praised, voice thick will lust. his hips snapped forward again, this time harder, causing you to gag as you felt the strain in your throat. oscar let out a groan at the noise of you gagging, savoring the way you struggled to take him. oscar’s other hand came to rest on the side of your face, his thumb stroking the soft, tear-stained skin. “look at you.. letting me use you like this.” 

oscar’s thumb brushed over your cheek as he got lost in his thoughts, breathing growing more ragged as he got caught up in them. imagining everything he could do to do, where he could spill his seed—your face, your chest, or maybe even coating your thighs. his breath hitched as the thought of painting your lips with his release crossed his mind, or letting it drip down your stomach.

his train of thought was broken when another gag escaped you, and oscar’s eyes drifted back to your face. you were already looking at him with those wide, doe eyes, waiting for him to continue his dirty talk. his gaze shifted to your lips, watching as they stretched around his cock with each thrust. he pulled out of your mouth fully, savouring the way your lips tried to follow after him. oscar laughed at the desperate whine that escaped your throat, a plea to have him again. his grip on your hair tightened as he pulled your head back, forcing you to look up at him. “look at you, so desperate for me to be back in your mouth. you’re a dirty little slut,” he taunted, his voice low. it sent a wild heat to your core, the degrading words making your mouth water even more than it already was. “you want my cock back in that pretty little mouth, don’t you?�� you nodded vigorously at his question, words caught in your throat as your body instinctively responded to his command. “please osc.. i need it.” oscar’s smirk widened, before he licked his lips and took a moment to relish in your plea. “good girl, knowing exactly how to ask for it.” with that, he thrusted back into your mouth, pushing deeper and forcing you to adjust to his size again. he loved the sounds of you choking on him, it was music to his ears. “god.. you take it so well,” he groaned, his pace increasing. “just like that. i could do this all night. and so could you, huh? seeing as you’re so fucking cockdrunk,” and your only response was a small hum. that one hum sent a wave of pleasure through oscar’s body, hips bucking further into your mouth. he threw his head back, eyes squeezed shut, and the moan that escaped him was delicious. your nose met the bottom of his cock at his latest deep thrust, brushing against the soft hairs surrounding the area. the sensation made your cheeks flush with heat, intensifying the way you felt every inch of him in your mouth. you could feel the heat radiating off him due to how close you were, but you weren’t able to savour the moment for long. he pulled you back again, and continued the pace he had established. you felt like a toy with the way oscar was using you, and that thought only turned you on more. if you were going to make him feel good, you may as well go all out. with that, you moved your hands to play with his balls. the movement clearly surprised oscar; his hips stuttered and a shaky gasp left his lips. his eyes snapped opened, peering down to you. “fuck baby,” he stuttered out, a shocked laugh escaping his slick lips. “catching me by surprise like that? naughty girl.”

the heat in your core was building, ignited by his words and how dominant he was being tonight. you could feel yourself getting closer, surprised that you were going to finish untouched. but you knew oscar was closer to his release than you were. his thrusts grew more erratic, his breaths were coming in quick bursts and you could feel him pulsing against your tongue– all tell-tale signs that oscar was near. “just a little more for me,” he muttered, his brow furrowed in concentration as if he was trying to hold himself off just a little longer. “just a little longer and then i’ll be done, baby. can’t wait to see that pretty face of you covered in me,” he teased, voice raspy. “maybe i’ll paint your cheeks, or i could just let it drip down your chin. some might even slip onto your tits.” you nodded fervently, your eyes pleading right up at him, showing just how much you liked the sound of all of that. the thought of being covered in him, of his release painting your skin, made you squirm with need. oscar groaned loudly before his chest started to heave. “fuck, there it is,” he told you, his hips stuttering as he felt the tension within him reach its peak. he thrust into your mouth one last time, before pulling right out of you. oscar took a good look at your face, admiring your glass eyes and swollen lips, watching the string of drool fall from your plump, bottom lip. with a deep, ragged breath, oscar released and spilled his seed onto your face. warmth filled your skin as you felt the thick liquid land on your cheeks, dripping down to your chin. some of it caught on the corner of your mouth too, but only a few drops. oscar’s eyes opened lazily as he stared down at you, enjoying the view of you covered in him. you licked the corner of your lips, taking those few droplets into your mouth and swallowing them. you opened your mouth and stuck your tongue out to show him, receiving a groan in return.

“such a good girl f’me,” oscar panted, swallowing thickly. “look at you, baby. you’re gorgeous, even more so with me painted onto your skin,” oscar praised lowly, the sight of you was breathtaking. he couldn’t keep his eyes off you.

[devilishdelights]

Happy mermaaayyy I was able to make it just in time :]]

thank u @vivid-bun for brainstorming abt these guys with me!!!

[loosethreadsofyoursoul]

one thing about the 118 is that even when bobby is gone they are going to pull up to his house one by one and trauma dump their life updates on him

[choccy-milky]

seb always has time for clora 🥰💕 ((from the newest chap of my fic! ao3 / wattpad))

[dafunzies]

sky sports: max you’ve given us a bit of a hard time and british media for maybe focusing on our drivers-

max: and rightly so 😌

oh… oh.

[countingstars-17]

censored part of the press conference, singapore gp 2024:

Everyone swears, some people a bit more than others. (...)

In other sports you don't run around with a mic attached to you! I think a lot of people say a lot of bad things when they are full of adrenaline, in other sports it doesn't get picked up. i think it starts with not broadcasting. that will help a lot more than putting bans on drivers.

I couldn't' even say the f-word, it's not that bad! the car is not working, the car is f*****d, yeah! "Excuse me for the language"

But come on....what are we? 5/6 years old? even if a 5-year old is watching eventually they’ll swear anyway.