#frank ocean anon

[celestie0]

anon is so real like?? thighriding with gojo 😵‍💫😵‍💫 SIGN ME UP! 💯 would makeout with him on his lap and ride his thighs non stop?!!11! just the thought of him praising and whispering “atta girl, keep going, yeah? you’re doing so well” as he watches his thigh getting coated with cum

— frank ocean anon 🙏

IM GONNA CRRYYYYY THATS SO HOT (kickoff spoilers below cut for ppl tht don’t want any lol)

also i genuinely feel like you guys are hacking my google doc notes at this point cuz kickoff gojo says “atta girl” to reader at one point in ch11 while she’s sittin in his lap ✋🏼😭 although it doesn’t get to the point where they’re making out and she’s riding his thighs it’s tame in comparison (n he says atta girl for kind of a silly reason) 🤣 but for FUCKS SAKE THIS ASK MAKES ME WANNA REWRITE IT SO THAT SHE DOES ✋🏼😫😵‍💫 im gonna screammm

[notyouraryang0dd3ss]

Happy pride month! Could you recommend any queer songs? I only know Born This Way.

Okay here’s the thing idk if I can name queer songs because I usually just listen to queer artists. I also listen to a lot of pop, alt-pop, electronic and alt-rnb music and I feel like that’s just not common or well-liked music?

Here are some queer songs I can name off the top of my head:

“Cherry” by Rina Sawayama

“Got to be Real” by Cheryl Lynn

“I’m Coming Out” by Diana Ross

“Vogue” by Madonna

“Take Me to Church” by Hozier

Here are the queer artists I really like (and listen to often) though:

Syd

Amaarae

Kelela

Kaytranada

WILLOW

Kehlani

Janelle Monaé

Queer artists I listen to, but not as much:

Frank Ocean

Rina Sawayama

Doechii

Steve Lacy

Kamaiyah

Yaeji

Kari Faux

Kara Jackson

[jihyoruri]

im not finna let a anonymous person irk me so yea anyways i need richgirl!yn 2 crash out then straight up ignore all the girls ion careeeee… 🧏🏾‍♀️

yeah cause huh?

she will def crash out if yall think last chapter was her crashing out then yall got a big storm coming (it’s honestly kinda sad cause she’s not even mad just really sad)

[awesomefringey]

Harry is not lgbtq+. So they are saying the truth that Frank is the first queer artist to headline Coachella. Larry was ever just a conspiracy theory and neither Harry nor Louis are lgbtq+ and Louis said he is straight for a fact. So of course larry was never real and Frank is in fact the first queer artist to headline it. Lying about it takes away from the entire community and takes away Frank's pride and archievements. So stop lying. Stop being a larrie tinhat saying Harry and Louis were real.

Did you ask Chatgpt to write a "handbook anon anti message"?

[fayton-x0]

Frank ocean☀️

[manchesterau]

the #thinking .....any thoughts worth sharing??

honestly that was just me getting inspiration for this fic im writing. a lost in translation (not really bc no one is famous or married but like...the vibes of the film) / meet-cute in japan fic

from my pinterest board bc why not:

[steelycunt]

You’re very into your old school artists (which I love! No judgement!). Just wondering though, are there any modern artists you’re a fan of?

hi! absolutely! with modern artists i guess there are fewer i would consider myself a fan of because i have a lot of modern music by a lot of different people, so often for each artist i only have about. three songs. whereas for older artists because the way i got into them was different, usually i have a lot of music but by a few specific artists. but definitely i would say for modern artists (not sure what we're considering modern--im saying anyone who's released an album since 2010 from which i have songs in my library xx) i am a fan of mitski, declan mckenna, fiona apple, wet leg, big thief, peach pit, sufjan stevens xx

[celestie0]

hallooo ellie!!!

hope u are doing great! I’ve been wondering how would kickoff gojo propose to reader for prom?? I’ve been seeing those promposals on tiktok and they get me more sappy like 🥹🥹

—Frank ocean anon

hiii bb <33 AW promposals r sooo cute i never had one so whenever i watch them i live thru them vicariously 💀💀💀

but also i wonder if kickoff couple would’ve been friends or in a relationship in high school 🤔 like yknow when couples speculate on if they would’ve been in eachother’s type back then hahaha

this video is honestly how kickoff gojo would prompose 😭😭😭

[treasuringizu]

what kind of music do you listen to? favorite artist?

my top artists last year were kanye west, kendrick lamar, tyler the creator, sza, the weeknd, davido, burna boy, and mac miller, those are probs my favs

i listen to anything rlly as long as i like it, love afro beats, songs from musicals, r&b, etc

[stewykablooey]

Do u have a kenstewy playlist? Need it

yeah its Lorde’s Melodrama (2017)

jk but yeah i do Not have a kenstewy playlist unfortunately but this album captures their vibe perfectly to me, in particular: sober, supercut, THE LOURVE, sober ii, hard feelings

[friedricenietzsche]

Drop the gay pining playlist though

bold of u to assume that it's anything other than fast car by tracy chapman and its spiritual successor (carly rae jepsen's run away with me) on repeat tbh!!!

[mattslolita]

do you fw frank ocean???

OH MY GAWDDDD I LOVE FRANK

my favorite songs are thinkin bout you, pink + white, pyramids, & ivy !! ( ik those are so basic😭 )

[wizardyke]

does anyone have any artists or songs that sound similar to sunflower by rex orange county? im no longer supporting him obviously but i miss that song soooo fucking muchhhhhhhhh, especially the intro with the vinyl crack/slight muffled vocals/the general laziness and instrumentation of the song? im desperate

[jamminvroomvroom]

4k celebration

i want to see feral lando. dom lando. choking and degrading and rough lando. maybe a bad race, maybe flirting with another driver. weeknd vibes lando. rough rough rough lando.

heat.

ln x fem!reader - 4k celebration

in which lando fucks you until the sun comes up :)

i am. feral. there are no words to describe how unhinged i am over this, this is super self indulgent and i cannot thank you enough anon hehe - lemme know what y’all think ily! <3

songs to set the mood: earned it by the weeknd, novacane by frank ocean, heaven angel by the driver era

warnings: 18+!! minors dni!! smut, pwp with a bit of plot, choking, crying, swearing, overstimulation, neck? riding? (hehe), degradation, a slap or two, soft dom!lando, also not so soft dom!lando (he switches up a bit), just feral unhinged vibes

2k words

foreglow:

the glow of light appearing in the sky preceding sunrise

-

the sunrise casts a tangerine foreglow over your bodies, the bed, everything the light can touch.

lando’s slumped against the headboard and you’re sprawled over his lap, legs hooked over his, with his hand working between your thighs.

it’s been hours. he’s had you spread out for him, countless positions and locations utilised. you were paying for your behaviour over the race weekend, but really, it was all his fault.

he’d been too cocky, looked too good, the australian air getting to his head. you’d been glowering at him since you’d arrived in the land down under, watching in erotically charged horror as he paraded around looking, to put it simply, slutty. tight shorts, arms out, neck on display for all to see. his fucking neck. god, it looked so thick, flexing every time he turned to smirk at you. the heat rendered you delirious, and so did he.

and you couldn’t even think about that fucking daddy bracelet he’d been sporting.

you decided you needed payback, in the form of some carefully constructed, harmless flirting with everyone from the mechanics to the guys on the pit wall old enough to be your father. but lo and behold, it worked, and that’s how you found yourself in this position.

the position in question?

being fucked every which way lando deemed fit until the sun came up.

“you learnt your lesson yet, baby?” lando grunts into your ear, pinching your clit between his fingers.

your thighs are soaked, shaking uncontrollably, and your head has lulled back against his shoulder. you’re breathing heavily, your back flush against his front and he’s restless. you’ve lost count of the number of orgasms you’ve been pushed to.

“lan.” you breathe, eyes fixated on the bracelet adorning his wrist. the kitschy trinket sends liquid fire down your spine and you spasm as he continues to swirl his calloused thumb over your clit.

“that’s not an answer.” he tuts, slipping his fingers through your slit until he’s circling your weeping entrance. you’re coated with slick, some of it his from where he’d fucked you up against the wall a good few hours ago. “have you,” he kisses your shoulder, trailing his fingers that were digging into your hip up your belly. “learnt your lesson?” his teeth sink into your flesh at the same time he pinches your nipple.

you gasp out a cry of his name, slurring incomprehensibly, “yes, yes, ‘m sorry, i’m so sorry.” you sob. his chest rumbles cruelly with laughter and you’re hurtling towards another release, the overstimulation making it easy for him to get you off.

“that’s all you needed to say, honey.” lando coos condescendingly.

as if he’s rewarding you for owning up, two of his fingers sink into your entrance, sliding deep. the sound of your wetness sends your eyes rolling back as he scissors his digits in and out of you, speeding them up into a delicious grind. you’re a mess in seconds, slumped into him as close as can be. kisses over your neck soothe you and you feel the wet rush of your release approaching quicker than you can comprehend it. you gush all over his fingers, dripping down his wrist, coating that annoying fucking bracelet.

“there you go, baby. so good for me.” he whispers, slowing his thrusts. “can you turn over for me? want you to look at me.”

you pant as you wriggle around in his arms until you’re straddling his lap. you can feel yourself dripping on him, his thick length sliding between your folds. the exhaustion renders you languid, ready to let him do just about whatever he wants to you next.

lando cups your breast, stroking gently over your nipple while he runs his tongue all over his long fingers. he loves to make you watch, torturing you until you’re needy for another release.

“you think you can do a few more for me?” lando smirks, bringing the fingers that he’d just licked clean to your other breast, fiddling with your other nipple. he has you rolling your hips against him, inadvertently chasing another high already. he loves it, revels in how he can reduce you to this, so desperate that you’re grinding down on his cock, a wet mess in his lap, all for him.

“yeah, lan.” you nod profusely, your tired eyes locked with his. the early morning sun hits them enticingly, making them sparkle green in the warm light. he looks disgustingly gorgeous like this, soft and yours, resting against the headboard, curls spilling over his forehead and into his eyes. if you didn’t know that he was mulling over a million twisted ideas in his brain that involved resorting you to tears of pleasure, you’d think he looked adorable.

“good.” he grins. “not even nearly done with you.” he looks evil; your thighs clench around his hips.

without moving you off of his lap, he uses his strength to slide down the bed until he lays flat. he beckons you to crawl up his body, and you find the strength to wriggle over him, thighs resting on either side of his neck when he stops you.

“you gonna slide your pretty little cunt over my neck?” lando asks, wrapping his huge hands around your thighs. you gulp, staring down at him dumbfounded. “don’t look at me like i’m crazy, baby. you think i don’t see you staring at it with that special little look in your eyes?” he teases. “get to fucking work, i’m not gonna ask again.”

hesitantly, you lower yourself against his his skin, flaming red with embarrassment and lust. you can’t lie and pretend that you aren’t utterly enticed by this, that you aren’t leaking down your thighs at the prospect of sliding your pussy along his tanned, flexed flesh. the adventurousness of the escapade makes your legs tremble, nerves eating you alive, but it’s all worth it when you feel that first glide.

you curse out, loud and breathy, the new sensation creating lewd sounds between you. he’s obsessed, staring up at you in mischievous awe as you rock your hips backwards and forwards. you tangle one hand in his hair, tugging hard in sheer desperation, while the other hand balances you against the headboard so you don’t crush him. he guides your hips like he wants to die like this, suffocated by you and everything you have to offer him.

“oh my fucking god.” you choke out a moan, jaw hanging agape as you continue to slide against him. every time you move forwards, you feel the delectable prickle of his trimmed facial hair scratching against your inner thighs and your eyes squeeze shut each time, pure pleasure bubbling in the pit of your belly.

“you have no idea how fucking good you look.” lando rasps, digging his fingertips into the meat of your thighs. you’re so tense, teetering on the very edge. the strength he possesses, his composure while you’re sitting on his fucking neck makes you throb.

you gaze down at him, feral, and it does something to him, because he’s yanking you up onto his parted lips, burying his face as far as it will go. you yelp, collapsing into the headboard as he holds you down on his tongue, lapping up your mess.

“can taste us.” he mumbles into the flesh of your cunt, barely audible, but you hear it and it makes you shiver. you black out as your orgasm hits, your ears ringing as bliss courses through your limp body like a delicious electric shock. your nerves are shot when he rolls you onto your back.

“fucking heaven.” lando groans, crawling over you as he licks his lips.

he’s invigorated by the taste of you, how spent you are, and how it’s all his fault. you can’t string a sentence together, but you’re grabbing at his toned body like you’re begging silently for more, anything. he needs to drive into you, fill up up, make you remember that your little games will always lead back to this, the reminder that you’re his.

“you sensitive, honey?” he growls, hand sliding between your legs while his necklace rests in the valley between your breasts. you whimper at the sensation, overloaded, nodding. you both know you need more; he needs more. “tough.”

lando practically folds you in half when he fucks into you, giving you no solace in adjusting to him. he ruts into you hard, fast, unrelenting as he sinks deeper and deeper with every thrust.

“you’re gonna behave from now on. you don’t need to make me jealous for me to fuck you.” he grunts. his slaps your hip, the harsh snap leaving a sting that has you convulsing. “this is what you deserve isn’t it? whoring yourself out because you were a wet mess for me all weekend.”

you whine his name, sobs wracking your body. he feels utterly divine hammering into you like life itself depends on it. you’ve lost track of where he stops and you begin, stars behind your eyes that turn into butterflies festering in your belly. you’re so full, flushed beneath him, gushing every time he opens his dirty fucking mouth.

“crying for me, love?” he mocks, lowering himself to get even closer to you, his tongue finding your tears tracks and licking the salty residue away until you’re shuddering.

“please, lando, please, told you i’m sorry.” you plead, begging for something undisclosed, but it’s okay, because he knows exactly what to do with you.

“be fucking quiet.” lando coos once more, sickeningly unsympathetic.

but you can’t help it, whimpering out his name, begging for some form of relief, or mercy, or for him to just fuck you impossibly harder. how can you be quiet when he’s tearing you so perfectly apart?

lando doesn’t like being disobeyed, so when you continue to sob, loud and lewdly, his hand finds it’s way to the base of your throat. your jaw goes slack, wheezing at the intense rush you get when he squeezes slowly, and you can’t help but let go.

“fucking- lando!” you writhe.

“i know, baby, i know.” he shushes you, hooking your leg even higher so that he can bury himself as deep as possible.

you spasm hard, impossibly tight around him and he stutters, collapsing you both hard into the mattress. you hold him so, so tight as he cums, shooting into you. you can feel him leaking out of you already, white hot, and laying there in a heap of sweat and adoration. he breathes a laugh, nuzzling into the crook of your neck.

“are you okay, honey?” he whispers, kissing your collarbone.

“just peachy. a bit knackered.” you giggle, tangling your fingers into his damp curls.

“so, you liked the bracelet then?” he teases, nose bumping against your cheek as he raises his wrist to your eye line.

“i think it needs a clean.” you wrinkle your nose, thinking about what the beads had been exposed to over the last few hours.

“let’s shower, hm? then we can watch the sunrise.” lando suggests, sitting you up slowly.

“you’re gonna need to carry me.” your legs are still quivering.

“anything for you.” he says, hand over his heart.

-

45 minutes later, the sun is sitting pretty, high in the sky.

7:26am, the clock reads. the melbourne skyline glimmers hot with the rise of a new day.

you’re snuggled into his side, wet hair cooling the heat of damp skin. your eyes flutter, barely fighting the urgent need to sleep.

“you have no idea how much i love you.” lando caresses your stringy locks, pushing the hair from your eyes.

your bare bodies mould together, basking in the orange of the dawn.

“love you.” you mutter, brushing your lips against his chest in an open mouthed kiss. “promise i’ll start behaving.” you snicker.

“but baby, you know i love it when you’re bad.”

“okay, i’ll remember that… daddy.” you retort, a teasing lilt to your tone.

he ignores the way his blood rushes south, too conscious of your exhausted body - and his own - to climb on top of you and fuck you until the sun sets once more.

“get some sleep.” he whispers through gritted teeth.

you sink into sleep while he watches over you. the view from the hotel room is gorgeous, breathtaking, but why would he give it even a millisecond of his attention when he has you?

-

head? empty.

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[futuraa-free]

HIIIII!!! i’m the other frank ocean anon on vic’s page. i see you like the bear too 😭😭

Omg my Frank Ocean anon!!!! Come here lemme hug you real tight!! 🩷

I’m obsessed with The Bear it’s a phenomenal show and it’s got so much heart to it. Plus Ayo Edebiri is a star and i’m her number one fan.

Also i saw you like Solange so pls let’s be besties 🩵

[celestie0]

frank ocean bae the ask u just sent me is wild bc it’s similar to a scene that happens in ch11 and i’m a lil shocked at the coincidence hahah (although it doesn’t go THAT far ✋🏼😫 i kinda need it to now tho SLSKDJDH) but i’ll answer it after the next kickoff chapter is out bb!!