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bella-westwood · 2 years
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I'm naked, I'm numb I'm stupid, I'm staying And if Cupid's got a gun Then he's shootin'
@zakeklund
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averyxhart · 2 days
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Catch - zak
catch, sender (zak) catches receiver by the waist after they bump into each other.
"Oh, shit, sorry!" Avery giggled and let her hand grip his arm to steady herself. She looked up to see who she had bumped into and blushed as she realized who it was. "Zak! I should have been watching where I was going. Are you okay?" She didn't think she could actually hurt him, but it was always better to check. She realized she was still gripping his arm after a few moments and let go with another shy laugh. @zakariaxwolfe
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valxreyes · 2 days
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press - zak
press, sender (zak) presses receiver against a wall.
Val felt her back press into the wall behind her, and she couldn't help but smile. "'Bout time." Her arms wrapped around the man in front of her as she pulled him in closer. "Thought you were gonna make me wait all night." The night had dragged on, but now that they were alone she could let her guard down. Her eyes met his, and she moved to let her lips hover near his. "Or maybe I should let you wait a little longer." @zakariaxwolfe
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koifrog · 1 month
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I want you to imagine for a moment if T*ylor Sw*ft suddenly fell very ill and was lying in a produce cooler (in a sexy little night gown covered in grape stains btw) shivering and miserable and possibly dying and Tr*vis K*lce stayed by her bedside to lift her spirits while she recovered but then one day he had to leave so he could go sit in his room and think about football for 3 days uninterrupted in preparation for the big game and before he did this he ripped her shirt and tied a strip of it around his arm to show her favor to him like a knight going off to joust but he’s just playing football. This is what Zaknafein Do’Urden is going through right now (he is T*ylor Sw*ft in this circumstance to be clear)
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zak-o-sullifan · 2 months
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xnullgeist · 11 months
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"ITS LITERALLY RIGHT THERE!" "ITS CHARGING JUST GIVE IT A SECOND" Drawing some RC stuff, Context: The monster shifting between dimensional frequencies so quickly and unpredictably that Zak's glasses can't adjust to the frequency quick enough and there's just a bunch of delay. Thus he has to rely on Jen's eyes to target since she doesn't suffer from the dely. Piggyback right for Jennifer lol
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acosmicdisappointment · 4 months
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status / closed, omar (@scmantic) location / at inesperado for dinner (zak's treat ofc!)
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˚₊·—̳͟͞͞♡. ❝ SO, ❞ Zak leaned back in his chair, a smug smile playing on his lips as he swirled the wine in his glass. The soft clinking of cutlery and murmured conversations from nearby tables all faded to background noise as his attention was entirely on Omar, seated across from him. ❝ Shagged anyone new lately? ❞ he began, his tone teasing and eyes sparkling with mischief. ❝ Anyone who could possibly compare to me? ❞ He took a slow sip of his wine, eyebrows raised in playful challenge. Zachary Alejandro Torres had absolutely no filter whatsoever. He said whatever he wanted and was never apologetic about it. If you couldn’t handle straightforwardness and cockiness, then you probably shouldn’t be around him. His brashness was part of his charm—or so he believed. He pulled the glass away from his lips and placed it down on the table. ❝ Who am I kidding? Nobody could compare to me. ❞ His voice carried a confident drawl, a self-assured smirk lingering on his face as he leaned forward slightly, waiting for Omar’s reaction with an almost predatory anticipation.
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m-el · 4 months
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simoneraekennedy · 2 years
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I might kill my ex, not the best idea His new girlfriend's next, how'd I get here? I might kill my ex, I still love him, though Rather be in jail than alone
@zakariaseklund
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rockattitudegr · 7 months
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Με καταγωγή τη ζωντανή πόλη του Βόλου, οι Fading Echoes αναδεικνύονται ως μια ανερχόμενη δύναμη στη σφαίρα του progressive metal. Το σχήμα δημιουργήθηκε το 2019 και χαρακτηρίζεται από ένα ακόρεστο πάθος να ξεπερνά τα μουσικά όρια και να δημιουργεί ένα μουσικό ταξίδι που αντηχεί στην ψυχή.
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simoneraeken · 2 years
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I might kill my ex, not the best idea His new girlfriend’s next, how’d I get here? I might kill my ex, I still love him, though Rather be in jail than alone
@zakariaseklund
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bella-westwood · 1 year
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No, I don't care about the pain I'll walk through fire and through rain Just to get closer to you You're stuck on me like a tattoo
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giuseppe-yuki · 2 months
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feathers
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alex albon x cockatiel shapeshifter! reader
w.c.: 1.2k
warnings: one suggestive comment
part of my shapeshifting!reader series
summary: you annoy alex; ft. james vowles
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picture credits from pinterest :)
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the parc ferme was packed with people as you fluttered around alex’s head, feathers swaying in the wind. he wasn’t hard to follow, considering his tall 6’1 figure and unmistakable forest green aa23 hoodie. the crowds parted like moses and the red sea as he crossed, recognizing him as 1 of the 20 drivers on the grid. from your birds-eye view, you were pretty sure you saw zak efron five meters away from you next to the red bull garage and scotty james hovering around daniel’s blue vcarb next door.
nobody batted an eye at your presence- they all assumed you were just one of the many albon pets. 
chittering, you land on alex’s shoulder and give him a few hard pecks with your beak, ripping out a few strands of his bleached hair. you giggle internally- he was so easy to annoy when you were in cockatiel form. 
“hey!” he protests, stopping in his tracks front of the aston martin garage. he raises his hand, about to forcefully push you off his shoulder for being mean. before alex is able to, he spots two young fans, sporting fernando alonso caps, looking at him. not wanting to be labeled as “alex albon the bird assaulter,” he slowly lowers his hand, and instead converts it to an awkward wave. to avoid another awkward situation, he takes off running towards his original destination, the williams garage, but not before shooting a glare at you. 
when you arrive at the williams garage, you find logan standing in front as well. alex waves his hand in greeting and you chirp in a greeting.
“took you long enough,” logan quips, smiling. “james called for you a while ago!” 
“well, i would have gotten here quicker if this cockatiel would stop being irritating!” alex says, gesturing towards you. turning his head towards you, he places a kiss on top of your feathery little head. “you’re kinda lucky that i love you, or else i would probably have donated you to the zoo!” he jokes. 
for the second time that evening, you give peck his head, hard.
logan laughs at the interaction in front of him. “if you’d like, i know a hawk that can act as ‘animal control’ for you! she’s back at home in miami right now, though.”
the gall of this man! you know logan is joking, but still, you hop off of alex’s shoulder and purposely fly at logan’s face, flapping your feathers in the direction of his eyes. 
“okay, okay, okay,” logan laughs, trying to cover his face, “tell your girlfriend to stop attacking me or else i’m sending my girlfriend after her when you guys come to the states!”
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ten minutes later, when you enter the air-conditioned williams motorhome, you are dressed in a flowy white pants and a williams blue silk halter top. you loop your arm through alex’s as he asks his race strategist the whereabouts of his team principal. 
 when he finishes with his conversation, he leads you towards his driver’s room 
“i thought you came here to meet james,” you question, looking up at alex.
“yeah, i did,” he responds, “but apparently he had to have a quick meeting with the engineers and will find me later, so i guess we have a little time to rest in my driver’s room before the race.” a flashes a devilish smile and little wink at you.
a flash of shock runs across your face, and you shoot him a dirty glare. “we are NOT doing that in your drivers room.” 
“what do you mean?” he replies innocently, “ when i said rest, i meant that we could maybe chill on the couch and watch a little bit of high school musical- i saw you looking at zac efron in parc ferme earlier.”
you groan exasperatedly, but follow him into the small room. 
when you first started dating alex, he was always ever the gentleman, complimenting you and whispering sweet things into your ear when you were with him. you trusted him with all your heart, and instead of freaking out when you told him that you could shapeshift into a cockatiel, he immediately started researching info about cockatiels and began carrying sunflower seeds around for you. as time passed, your relationship evolved into a loop of you bullying alex in bird form and him teasing you nonstop in public. (he obviously still knew your limit though, and was always the sweetest behind closed doors)
you hop on the couch as alex navigates to disney+ on the tv and starts the movie. he places his arm around your shoulder and leans his head against yours. you curl up into him, breathing in the smell of him. to your disappointment, within in the first twenty minutes, alex is dead asleep on the couch. you frown, lifting his arm off of you. you were about the shake him awake when you came up with a brilliant idea. 
turning back into your cockatiel form, you shake off your loose feathers onto the couch. you smile to yourself. alex hated when you left your feathers everywhere. you pick up a feather or two with your beak, and place it strategically on the floor. one on the couch hand rest, three on alex’s head, two behind the couch (when you placed those, you found a giant glossy picture of george russell behind the couch?? you’ll have to talk to him about that later). after arranging the finishing touches, you nudge alex’s cheek with your feathery head to wake him up. as soon as he opens his sleepy eyes, he immediately sees the absolute mess you made everywhere. but before he could say a word, a knock sounds from the door. 
“alex, it’s james,” says the voice outside the door.
alex’s eyes widen, and (screw his ultra-quick reflexes) proceeds to quickly snatch you off of his lap and unceremoniously shoves you inside a nearby drawer. he slides it shut, except for a little crack so you could breathe.
oh you were gonna kill him.
you hear the door open, and footsteps into the room. 
“hey, says james, “so i was gonna come here to talk to you about a chassis problem, but i think that it would be better if we could talk about it as a team in a meeting after the race. i was going to send you an email about it, but since i was passing by your drivers room, i just wanted to pop in in-person to let you know.” 
you hop towards the crack and raise an eye to see through. alex is standing awkwardly, half in front of the coach with his hands next to his sides, pointedly trying to block the mess of feathers on the couch. 
“err.. yeah! of course!” your boyfriend says. 
as if just noticing the feathers all over the couch, james raises an eyebrow. “did you kill a bird in here or are you making an art project?” he asks, looking at alex with an incredulous look. 
“art project,” alex responds, almost immediately.
“okay.” james says, in a tone that suggested he didn’t really believe alex. he turns to leave, hand on the handle. but before he does, he turns around. “wait a second, i could have sworn logan said that you were in here with your girlfriend?”
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a/n: second installment of the series! ( i wrote this at 3am) if you didn't get the george russell picture reference, here's a link to a video that i watched: link
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taglist: @ilivbullyingjeongin @ale-522 @formula1-motogpfan @aceyalonso
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blamemma · 1 year
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Australia Grand Prix Team Principals Conference ft. Christian Horner taking a swipe at Zak Brown over Daniel Ricciardo | 31.3.23
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a-lass-with-class · 7 months
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CARLANDO GOLFING DATE ft. Zak and Carlos Sr.
Lando via Instagram (@landonorris)
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In a mood to post one of these today so here is racing tunes for the F2 grid. Enjoy 😊
Juan Manuel Correa (9th August 1999) - Will Smith - Wild Wild West
Ritomo Miyata (10th August 1999) - Five - If Ya Gettin' Down
Kush Maini (22nd September 2000) - Sash - With My Own Eyes
Richard Verschoor (16th December 2000) - Bon Jovi - Thank You For Loving Me
Niels Koolen (25th May 2001) - Bon Jovi - One Wild Night
Victor Martins (16th June 2001) - Shaggy ft Rayvon - Angel
Enzo Fittipaldi (18th July 2001) - Dido - Thank You
Rafael Villagomez (10th November 2001) - Gabrielle - Don't Need The Sun To Shine (To Make Me Smile)
Amaury Cordeel (9th July 2002) - Baha Men - Move It Like This
Dennis Hauger (17th March 2003) - Sugababes - Shape
Franco Colapinto (27th May 2003) - DMX - X Gon' Give It To Ya
Zane Maloney (2nd October 2003) - Jamelia - Superstar
Joshua Durksen (27th October 2003) - Big Brovaz - Baby Boy
Paul Aron (4th February 2004) - Joss Stone - Fell In Love With A Boy
Roman Stanek (25th February 2004) - Will Young - Leave Right Now
Taylor Barnard (1st June 2004) - ATL - Calling All Girls
Isack Hadjar (28th September 2004) - The 411 - Dumb
Gabriel Bortoleto (14th October 2004) - Brandy - Afrodisiac
Oliver Goethe (14th October 2004) - Good Charlotte - Predictable
Jak Crawford - (2nd May 2005) - Ciara ft Missy Elliott - 1,2 Step
Zak O'Sullivan (6th February 2005) - Elvis Presley - Are You Lonesome Tonight
Christian Mansell (9th February 2005) - Rooster - Staring At The Sun
Ollie Bearman (8th May 2005) - Snoop Dogg ft Charlie Wilson & Justin Timberlake - Signs
Pepe Marti (13th June 2005) - Will Smith - Switch
Kimi Antonelli (25th August 2006) - Arctic Monkeys - Leave Before The Lights Come On
All added to this playlist 😊
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