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idiotuser11 · 6 months ago
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postsentiment · 1 year ago
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"memory paints a halo of tender thoughts around you" antique telegraph postcard, circa 1900
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soosoosoup · 4 months ago
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rewatched treasure planet
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comatomato · 12 days ago
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bring the lion out 🦁
Ever since the gpda post where the drivers called themselves gladiators i couldn’t get the image of them in gladiator armor out of my head. Gladiator Max totally would have lion themed armor. 🙂‍↕️✨
Points if you know exactly which image of cunty post-race max i referenced for this.
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zu-is-here · 28 days ago
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argentinagp · 5 months ago
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"It's been, like, a minute, so I don't remember what that feeling is"
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l3viat8an · 1 year ago
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idk if it’s just me but ANGRY SEX omfg like imagine they just get so angry they HAVE to pound the shit out of you 🤭🤭 - 🪰
Nsfw
I got like 9 asks about angry /  rough sex in like an hour the other day from different anons are y’all okay? Just horny?
CW: angry / rough-ish sex, afab! reader, pick your boy cuz I couldn’t lmao
You don’t even remember what the fight was about…did you even have an argument?…Your mind is too fuzzy to think straight…..
Not right now anyway, not while he has you pressed against the wall with your legs wrapped around his waist…not while he’s pounding into you so roughly, all you can do is moan and claw at his shirt trying to ground yourself.
Hell he’d practically ripped off, mumbling about getting them out of his way. Not that you care right now-
Your too busy moaning, whining with every movement of his hips, every slide of his cock in and out of your poor abused cunt….
His fingers digging into you ass so hard you’ll definitely have little bruises tomorrow. All while he keeps nipping and sucking at your neck, making sure to mark you as his even when he’s angry. Especially when he’s angry
Only pausing to whisper degrading words right in your ear, mocking you for letting him fuck you like this even after you said you were mad at him, even after yelling at each other….calling you a whore, his whore and asking if you knew you’d end up like this?
You both knew you’ll always end up like this-
Your eyes fall closed as you moan louder….begging for more…until you let out a surprised gasp as he pulls you away from the wall, your arms tightening around his shoulders at the sudden shift and now he’s using his grip on your ass to bounce you on his cock, chuckling at your startled expression.
You can only whine louder and hold on tighter as he uses you as a little fuck toy……you’d be embarrassed if it didn’t feel so fucking good-
Maybe you really did deserve the way he mocked you-
His cock keeps hitting your sweet spot inside you just perfectly~
Hearing him groan in your ear as you cum around his cock.
Seeing that damn smirk on his face when your walls keep spasming around his cock, as if you still want more even deeper inside, and he taunts you by calling you a slut….his slut as he moves, dropping you on bed.
Pushing you down as he trusts into you again, moving his hips faster and faster until he’s pounding into you again….until he’s cumming…..moaning your name as he stuffs your poor little cunt with his sticky cum….
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kevindayscrown · 4 months ago
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This whole Olympics exy thing is funny, but people forget Kevin and Jean have faced each other before, and Kevin did score regardless 😌
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toasted-raccoon · 10 months ago
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only 16 days until the hq movie comes out yay
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suretkerim · 1 year ago
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Ectober approaches
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cd-006 · 2 months ago
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good 4 ur soul
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failyaoi · 9 months ago
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surprisingly this is a rare ship ??
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disneyprincemuke · 1 year ago
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glitter * mv1
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it's the morning after a party, and you find yourself tangled up in bed with your boyfriend
pairings: max verstappen x fem!reader
warnings: fluff!! (which is rare for me)
notes: the first one for my 2k sleepover!! my requests are open for my 2k follower sleepover event!!
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“darling, wake up.”
the grip around your waist tightens and your back is pressed up on max’s chest. his lips linger on the back of your neck as his thumb traces circles on your bare waist.
you hum in response, your hand covering the back of his that laid on your waist. “good morning, love.”
“it’s 1pm. we need to feed the cats and eat something ourselves,” he whispers. the bed dips behind you and when you open your eyes, max is looming over your shoulder with a smile. “good morning.”
“5 more minutes,” you mumble. you shuffle in the bed, adjusting the duvet as you turn and force max back down into the bed. you throw your arms around his bare torso and bury your face into the pillow. “i’m too tired to get up.”
he shakes in a chuckle, making you pull away and furrow your eyebrows to glare at him. he simply grins at you and moves the stray hairs from your face. “you said that at 11am when i tried waking you up.”
you groan and drop your head onto the pillow. you put your fingers over his eyelids and force them close as you bury your face into his chest. “i’m saying it again now at 1pm. go back to sleep.”
the sun barely illuminates the room you share. you don’t know where the cats are, and while you are concerned about them, sleeping is the only way to cure the pounding you feel in your head.
max had thrown a party the night before, celebrating the end of the 2023 season with the grid. he had it in your house and invited everyone that could say yes. and he threw a raging party.
it did end at 5 in the morning, fueled to last that long with endless party games and loud laughter. you can safely admit that you drank a little too much knowing that you had nowhere to be the next morning.
you didn’t take into account how hungry the cats would be at 1pm. in your defense, though, you’d drunkenly filled up their food bowl before you fell into bed with max at 6.
“but we have to get up,” max mumbles, twirling a piece of your hair on his finger. he presses a kiss to your temple then rubs your shoulder gently. “some of the guys stayed over — carlos is making pancakes.”
you have to admit the pancakes that carlos makes is absolutely delectable. but it’s not enough to convince you to get up.
“he’ll make some for me later if i ask.”
“bold of you to assume that.”
“i know he will. he loves me.” you tighten your grip around him and yank him closer to you. “shut up, max. i’m trying to sleep.”
“then i will get up, okay?” he whispers, slowly untangling himself from your arms. “i’m very hungry and thirsty.”
you frown as the bed moves and the warmth of his body leaves you. you peek through an eye, watching him bend down to get his shorts off the ground and pull it up his legs.
“do you want any coffee? what about water? i’ll bring it up to you, if you want,” he offers, turning to you as he pulls his shirt down. “what about orange juice?”
but you didn’t want to be in bed alone. so now you’re slowly pushing yourself up the mattress, ignoring the way your world spins and head pounds with every second passing.
“darling, get back in bed. i’ll get you what you need.” his voice wavers as he rushes over to your aid when you stumble at the edge of the bed. “i’ll get you some pills for the headache.”
“i want pancakes,” you mutter as you fish for your shorts resting peacefully on the hardwood floor. “and i should help you clean. it’s my house too.”
“it was my party. you just sit back and relax until you feel better,” he says. he pats your head, grabbing the headband sitting on the bedside table peacefully.
he gently pushes your hair back and slides on the top of your head. "are you sure you want to get up now?"
you nod your head, eyes scanning the floor for the shirt you'd thrown somewhere here in the middle of the night. instead, your attention catches a picture reflecting a ray of sun onto a small patch of the wall.
you wobble over to it and pick it up, a polaroid picture of you and max from the night before. it's a tame picture from before the night had gone wild: you're in the kitchen by the fridge with a bottle of beer in your hands with his hand around your waist, and your head on his shoulder.
you're sure that there's another somewhere, later in the night when you're both flushed from the alcohol and giggling on the couch with your legs on his lap.
"there's more pictures on the coffee table downstairs," max chuckles, towering over you from behind. he holds up a piece of clothing by your side, the shirt you'd been looking for seconds ago now accounted for. "were you looking for this?"
"it's my favourite hangover shirt," you giggle, receiving the shirt into your hands. when you put it on, it rests just below your thighs, covering your shorts very slightly.
it's max's shirt from his teen years, no longer fitting him as he grew, but it fit you perfectly on days you prefer loosely fitted clothing. you tuck the hems of the shirt into your shorts and pull it out to give yourself some air.
"ah, you've got glitter all over you, darling," max laughs, his thumbs grazing over your forearm where the said glitter sits on your skin.
he squeezes you three times before he drops his hand to his side, eyes scanning your body for more traces of glitter.
"laugh all you want but you've got one on your cheek too," you tease as you lift your hand up to try and scratch it off. "this is going to be ass to get off."
"you're the one who suggested getting glittery party hats, darling, i don't know what to say," he shrugs as he turns and walks over to the door. "let's get some food and start our day."
"okay," you mutter, walking over to him. you stop by the door where he is and lift your chin. "i had fun last night. great party."
"it was only great because you helped me throw it."
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youkaigakkou-tl · 3 months ago
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Ani-aki and Manga-aki 🥺🫶
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zu-is-here · 9 months ago
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✧ Studio Magazine ✧ [1]
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scrollonso · 4 months ago
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grill the grid highlights
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