#super special 9

[thecoolertails]

oh i just realized the comic reading guide doesnt say to read issue 72 until after the first date three parter and the two specials whoops

[basiltonbutliketheherb]

did i binge watch seven seasons of 9-1-1 just to get to a specific queer storyline?

perhaps

was it worth it for the 10 minutes of screen time it’s had thus far?

definitely

[c0nes]

todays elias

[r0semultiverse]

Ambrosius (and Cinder?) in the Ever After

If it’s only Ambrosius, I believe this could potentially take place after the RWBY series finale, when the gods are finally confronted on their unfair bullshit & things get sorted out properly without wiping our Remnant again.

No need for relics if the conflict is over so they either get destroyed & the spirits are freed or they get set free from their chains to the relics, allowing Ambrosius to create whatever he wants, whenever he wants, how he wants, & by his own design.

In the very least, we know Ambrosius has to be involved, unless it's a relic spirit we haven't met yet! Those are relic spirit style doors. All the spirits we've met so far have had that light blue color theme & energy.

I'm thinking back on these interactions & quotes from Volume 8 & it's so intriguing. I'm sure I'm not the first person to say this but, Ambrosius knew about the Ever After!

This all but confirms that Ambrosius not only knows of the Ever After, but has been there before! He probably thought team RWBYJ wouldn't survive down there. If Somewhat isn't talking about Ambrosius, I'm going to look so goofy. 🤡

Wait, what if all the relic spirits or at least Ambrosius were part of these secret creations? Are Jinn & Ambrosius technically afterans? Is Blacksmith tree god lady also their grandmother in this case? 👀

The only possible person I can think of besides Ambrosius is Cinder, unfortunately. She has the staff of creation & the lamp (though as far as we know all the questions are used up).

Though this gives me a few questions if Cinder found her way into the Ever After. How did she get the same or similar blueprints as RWBY & gang? Was it Watts before he died off screen in a spinoff movie?

Also, is she about to use the clock fruits to get more questions from Jinn? 👀 Though I'm not sure how she'd know that information.

Maybe Salem is coming with her & she's had plenty of life times to potentially learn stuff about the Ever After. Salem could also be the only one going for all we know. Salem could absolutely know about the time fruit. 👀

Poor Somewhat is so happy to see whoever it is, but it's probably Cinder or Salem behind Ambrosius.

So anyway this either is a blip because of time dilation or the Ever After is getting invaded. I'll look so silly when I'm wrong on both accounts. 😂 I just know Ambrosius is involved somehow.

[thepandalion]

not to be annoying or anything but it's been 9 years since the release of indie game undertale

[pocket-deer-boy]

i just realized it's been a year and two months since i originally asked for therapy and i'm still not getting therapy. normal country

[ladymiraclewings]

if y'all want to known in advance about the next upcoming TFOU conference, it's going to take place this 27th of June.

Same day as last year, so all the informations about the tv shows (upcoming cartoons, new seasons and TV Specials, like Super Wings, Miraculous or others) will be revealed there.

Source

[pekodayz]

(hasn’t touched big run bc someone has to do their timesheets) it’s dark and it’s been 3 hours. i love my job. can i go now

[achillean-knight]

Honestly, shout out to characters I share my nickname KK with 💪

[nickbutnodick]

so im back from a week of counseling

[nevvdrinksteaa]

PLEASE Spencer answering a work call in the middle of sex??? Super smutty

just wanna say that this is my first request and it makes me feel special so thank you !!! hopefully you like this <3

pairing: spencer reid x reader

warnings: 18+ nsfw smut, porn with small plot, afab reader, fingering, p in v sex, post prison spence, riding, doggy style, and missionary (yall were busy), spitting kink !!, spanking (once?), face slapping (i’m not sorry), slight oral (f receiving), lots of pet names (baby, angel, pretty girl), let me know if i missed anything !!

word count: 1.8k (got a little carried away)

also note to everyone- y’all absolutely devoured my spencer post the other day, a little less than 800 notes last i checked, and i just want to say i was very caught off guard and appreciate it so much !!

+ i apologize for the overuse of commas & very limited vocabulary,, i feel like i used the same 10 words smh

+ NOT PROOF READ !!

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“i was able to talk to the brass about getting the week off. the past few weeks have been tough and i think we all need a well deserved break.”

you were all gathered in the round table room for a meeting emily called. in the past two weeks, the team had been assigned three back to back cases; which meant three different unsubs, three different cities, and three different hotel rooms. you hadn’t slept in your own bed in fifteen days, already feeling giddy at the thought of snuggling up in your bed, binge watching mindless reality tv, and fueling yourself with nothing but sweet treats.

matt was the first to speak, already standing up gathering his things from the table, “as much as i love you all i’m going to rush home to the wife and kids, i miss their little faces”

you all followed suit, collecting all of your belongings and saying your goodbyes, all of you raving about your week off plans. you walked to your desk, grabbing your bag and keys. you walked towards the elevator, pressing the down button, watching it slowly fall from floor 10 to floor 9, before tapping your foot, slightly agitated about how long it seemed to be taking.

you heard footsteps heading your way, small taps on sneakers on the slick marble floor, before felt a slight nudge at your side “you know, being mad at it won’t make it work any faster”

you chuckle looking up, making eye contact with spencer before giving him a small grin. “i’m just really ready to get home.”

the elevator doors open, spencer waved his hand up, allowing you to go first, before following you in and pressing the main lobby button. “you in such a rush because you have a hot date to get to?”

you looked up at him and grinned, you felt spencer’s hand move to your back, rubbing the center in small circles with your thumb. you felt your face get hot and you allowed yourself to slightly lean into his touch. the elevator stopped at the lobby, a small chime signaling the doors opening, and you felt spencer’s hand fall back to his side before you both stepped out of the box.

you both made your way to the parking garage, spencer walking you to your car before he headed towards the station to take the subway. you got to your car, unlocking it and throwing your purse inside before looking up at him with a slight smirk “text me when you’re on your way”

he shook his head and laughed as he gave you a small wave goodbye and headed towards the subway.

~~~

it had only been three days since you were given the week off, enjoying the company of spencer in your bed two thirds of those nights. he texted you the same night as the encounter in the parking garage, eager to see you in a private setting.

“look how pretty you look sitting on my cock”

you were straddling him, your head thrown back with both hands on his shoulders as you tried to keep a quick pace. he had his hands pressed deep into your hips, helping you move in a fluid motion. you felt him hit your sweet spot every time you made your way down, letting out tiny whimpers at the feeling.

“i love when you use me like this, getting yourself off like a good girl”

you couldn’t hold in the loud moan you had been holding, feeling your stomach flutter at his words. you felt a slight burning in your thighs and you knew spencer’s shoulders held tiny crescent shapes from how tight your grip had become. you felt one of spencer’s hands move to your clit, rubbing small circles on the bundle of nerves.

he grabbed your chin, making you look him in the eyes. you looked at him and grinned, fucked out and eager before you felt a sudden surge against your cheek before he let his hand rest there, rubbing his thumb to ease the pain.

“you gonna cum for me angel?”

“fuck- yes spence, i’m so- so close” you couldn’t even hear the words coming out of your mouth, your heartbeat beating so loud your hearing going out.

you moved your head down pushing your forehead to spencer’s with your eyes tight.

“cum for me baby, wanna feel you tighten around my cock.”

you felt that tight feeling in your stomach, the mix of his skilled fingers and his thick cock rubbing against your walls caused your breath to stop in your throat, your release making you see stars. you stopped your movement, breathing heavily as you leaned down into spencer. you felt soft kisses on your head and face, peppering you all over.

“did so good for me baby, love watching you use me”

you smiled against his neck, starting to do your own kissing. you felt his breath hitch when you found the sweet spot behind his ear, the small mole behind it always guiding you to the exact spot. you took your time, sucking and biting at the spot, grinding your hips, ready to keep going.

spencer gave your thigh a quick tap, before telling you to bend over. you were quick to roll over, propping yourself up on your hands and knees before slowly wiggling yourself back and forth to him.

you felt a sharp pain on your ass, a slight stinging feeling before you felt a tight grip run through your hair. you felt your body being pulled tightly to his, his chest flushed against your back. he moved one of his hands to your chest, a his fingers glazing your nipple, his other moving to your neck, pushing his thumb and middle finger to just the right spot to apply pressure.

“i let you use me, now it’s my turn to use you angel” spencer had leaned down to your ear, kissing your jaw before pushing you back down onto the bed.

spencer leaned down slightly, gripping your ass with both hands before spreading them. he let a trail of spit fall to your eager hole, before he rubbed it onto your pussy, giving your clit extra attention.

you moaned and pushed back into his touch before you felt him enter you quick and unforgiving, your ass jiggling with every move of his hips.

“fuck- so fucking deep” you arched your back, begging your body to somehow take him deeper. you felt his firm calloused hands rub against your back before settling into a position on your hips, his thumbs pressing small bruises into your skin.

“taking me so fuck-”

spencer’s voice was cut off by his phone ringing, vibrating on the nightstand beside you, and you felt his hips slow down, letting out a soft sigh as he was considering stopping completely.

you felt him hesitate but needed him to keep going, pushing your hips back into his trying to keep both of your focus.

“spence, please don’t stop” your voice still unsteady, “just ignore it”

spencer pulled out of you, and you let out a whine as the loss of contact. you rolled yourself over, making yourself comfortable on the pillows expecting him to walk away to return the call.

instead he leaned back over you and pulled you into a deep kiss, holding your face in both hands. your lips parting slightly when you felt his tongue lick your bottom lip, allowing your tongues to meet.

spencer grabbed his dick, rubbing over your clit before he lined himself up with you, gasping when he pushed himself in.

“you’re so fucking perfect angel”

he pulled away, lifting your legs up to your shoulders and latching his hands to your thighs. he found himself moving slow and deep, like he was trying to memorize the way you felt around him.

you moved your hands to play with your nipples, rolling the hard buds between your finger tips. he bent down, pushing his weight into you, almost like he was folding you. he pooled spit into his mouth before he let it go to your clit, moving his hand to the bundle of nerves.

“want you to cum again for me pretty girl, want one more before i fill you up”

you let out a moan, sighing before you went to speak “gonna fill me-”

you were cut off by the phone ringing again, the buzzing sound making you forget your thoughts. spencer dropped your thighs and leaned over before giving you a quick kiss before he reached over to grab phone.

“spencer do not answer that”

he moved his finger to his lips, making a shushing motion “it’s emily”

you rolled your eyes, ready to kick him out and finish yourself off before heading to bed when you felt him move again. he moved his hand to cover your mouth before answering the phone.

“doctor reid”

you felt yourself get wetter, the sound of your slick filling the room, your moan mumbled behind his hand. spencer’s motion was relentless, his pace quick and brutal, jabbing your sweet spot with every push.

“i thought we were getting the week off”

your leg was lifted up, making the angle even deeper and you felt your eyes roll back, out of pleasure or annoyance you couldn’t tell. there was no way you were getting called in.

“i can get a hold of her for you, i remember her mentioning something about having a date this week”

you grinned, giggling behind his hand before spencer moved the phone to hold it on his shoulder, letting his now free hand to move back down. he never took his eyes off you, holding a shit eating grin as he felt you squeezing him tighter, squirming at how close you were. you furrowed your brows and pinched your eyes shut.

“i’ll be there in an hour”

you heard the phone beep, signaling the call was disconnected. spencer moved his hand away from your mouth down to your neck, cursing as he heard you gasp.

“did so good for me pretty girl”

his hips stopped deep inside you as you felt his cock twitch, filling you up. he groaned as he felt you cumming again, keeping his thumb in place to help your orgasm finish and you let a loud moan out in response. spencer gave you a long kiss, nipping at your bottom lip before he trailed his lips down your neck. he pulled himself out of you, grinning at the soft sigh you let out. he kept his lips on your body, trailing them down your stomach before reaching your thighs and nipping at the sensitive skin.

he moved his tongue and licked a long strip up your pussy, sucking on your clit before pulling up to look at you, shit eating grin on his face. “we’ve got roughly 30 minutes, that’s enough time for me to help you clean up, right angel?”

[utvarpcity]

just saw a neat little trio of sweden’s best bands live

[dannyriccsystem]

congratulations on 1k!!! 🥳🥳🥳 Can I have 9, 33, and 46 with Lando?

DO WHAT YOUR HEART DESIRES!

1K SPECIAL - LN4

Blind date gone right + car sex + overstimulation

SUMMARY: Your friend sets you up on a blind date with her boyfriend’s friend. Things go well—maybe too well!

WORD COUNT: 2.9K

WARNINGS: Smut, P in V, car sex, overstimulation, sex after the first date, Y/N usage

FEATURING: Lando Norris x Reader

NOTE: Thank you sm! Also, I don’t know if you KNOW this but you sent this request in... 7 times. Sorry for slow updates! I’ve been super drained this week with exams (and I have more next week. yay)

THE RESTAURANT WAS BEAUTIFUL. When Pietra told you she wanted to set you up on a date, you weren’t expecting something so classy. You were anticipating a sweet coffee date at the very most—maybe a lunch date at your local joint that sold burgers on picnic blanket wrapping with fries in metal cones. The kind of expensive you wanted was a burger that costed $20 and tasted like it was probably frozen.

This was nothing like that.

The ceilings were high, hand painted with pristine greek figures. Each table had a vase of flowers pushed off to the side, each one real with that signature earthy scent. The place was dimly lit by authentic candle chandeliers, ran by waitresses and busboys in uniquely tailored suits—people who wore blank facial expressions and spoke in fake french accents. Overall, it was nothing like you expected.

It was beautiful, sure, but you felt really out of place. You were adorned in a simple black dress; the gown was floor length, gently brushing against the polished floors. You sat down at a table for two alone, shifting through the menu whilst anxiously tapping your foot against the ground. You could feel the fat of your thigh moving with every shake.

You agreed to meet at the restaurant at 6:30. You showed up on the dot, and you weren’t incredibly surprised when you found out this surprise man wasn’t there yet— yes, surprise! Pietra had told you nothing. Just that he was a friend of her boyfriend. Mind you, you hadn’t talked to her in ages, either. This was completely unexpected, and you wanted to say no, but she seemed super genuine and you just couldn’t bring yourself to. So here you were. Alone.

You had managed to read the entire menu by now. You checked your phone, expecting some sort of cancellation message or some information about where the hell your date was, but your notifications were empty. All you took note of was the time: 7:23. A nearby waitress seemed to be lingering, almost like she was thinking up how to tell you that you’d either have to order something now or leave the restaurant, because there were lots of people waiting.

Everything happened at once. You set your phone in your bag to pack your things up, the waitress took a step towards the table, and the chair across from you was pulled out. It was weird how the universe had such strange timing. You looked up, mouth slightly agape with shock as a well-dressed man took a seat across from you. He seemed slightly flushed, gasping for air.

“I am so sorry,” He spluttered out, his British accent thick. You straightened up subconsciously with your hands neatly folded over your lap. “There was so much traffic— I even checked my maps and it said it was fine, it totally came out of nowhere!” You responded with a soft ‘oh!’ He shook his head, running a hand through his curly mullet. “Long story short, I had to pull over and run here, so… That’s why I’m late.”

He ended his story with a breathy, nervous laugh as he leaned back in his chair, still panting. You blinked, taken aback by the onslaught of words, and then you giggled.

“I want to think you’re lying but with the way you’re sweating, I feel obligated to believe you.” He stared at you. Like, he finally stared at you, because he was beginning to realize just how pretty your voice was and how beautiful everything else about you is.

“Yeah… Yeah.” He shook his head just slightly to snap out of his daze. The man straightened up and held his hand out. “I’m sorry for being late. I’m Lando, my friend has told me lots about you.” This statement somewhat surprised you. You shook his hand, offering a warm smile.

“Y/N,” You greeted. You pulled your hand back, gently toying with your cloth napkin. “That’s surprising. I don’t even talk to either of them that much.”

He raised a brow, chuckling under his breath. “Well, Pietra said lots of good things and showed me lots of photos.” You didn’t miss the way his eyes trailed over you. “Though, I gotta say you’re way more stunning in person.”

That was a huge compliment, considering you tended to hand pick your favorite photos. Lando just liked you.

“Thank you.” You hadn’t been shown any photos of him, though you were thoroughly impressed. His eyes were gentle, his hair was soft and curly, his hands were big, which was a very important feature for you. “What made you pick this restaurant?”

You decided to make quiet conversation as he briefly flipped through the menu. You nearly had the whole thing memorized as you were waiting for him, so you didn’t have to look to know what you wanted. “It’s one of my favorite places. I’ve been coming here for awhile.”

You were blown away.

Looking at the prices, this wasn’t exactly your regular establishment. Maybe you’d feature the place once or twice a year at most, but he made it sound like it was just another everyday restaurant to attend. You swallowed thickly, leaning into the conversation without even realizing.

“What do you do for a living?” It might have been a personal question, and you immediately regretted it after, but he didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he just seemed surprised. He wasn’t used to people not recognizing him, but when it came to romance, he was grateful for that. It was better when people had a fresh perspective on him.

“I’m a Formula One racer.” Oh. Oh.

Oh.

You felt like your whole view on this guy just shattered— in a good way, of course, because he just got ten times hotter. Knowing that this already very attractive man was out there fearlessly racing high speed cars on dangerous tracks made something in you tingle.

Was your mouth dry? You reached for your glass, but it was already empty. Seemed like you chugged the whole thing out of boredom. “Oh, that’s so cool! My dad is a big fan of racing, but I’ve personally never gotten into it.” You looked down at your menu, wanting to avoid eye contact because you were sure you looked like a blubbering mess. “No offense— I’m sure I’d like it if I gave it a chance, I just never have.”

“No, it’s cool.” He set his menu down, and then gestured towards yours, as if asking if you were done. You briefly nodded and handed him the menu. He stacked the two on top of each other and set them aside for whoever ended up taking your order. “It’s refreshing to talk to someone who’s never heard of me before, honestly.”

You normally would have found something like this to be somewhat snobby, but with the way he said it, you could tell Lando just needed a break from fans. Probably from haters, too. He was a nice guy, which meant everyone in the community was likely against him, because that’s just how most sports work.

The rest of the night went great. Lando was a delight to talk to, and if you ignored the occasional fan who asked for an autograph or snapped a picture, the date was successful. You found yourself leaning into conversation subconsciously, wanting to hear more and more from him. He was an animated talker—you were initially worried Lando might only be interested in talking about his field of work, but he had thousands of stories outside of racing to tell, and you found yourself hopelessly laughing at them all.

It wasn’t until you were just slightly tipsy on three glasses of wine, and full with dinner, that the waitress started to discreetly push you guys out. Lando paid for the entire bill without even asking you, which you certainly weren’t going to complain about. You both left side by side. He had his jacket folded over his arm.

“Thank you for this amazing night, Lando,” You mumbled, your words just slightly slurred. He laughed under his breath, shaking his head. You weren’t drunk beyond reason, but it was definitely affecting your speech.

“Do you need me to call an uber? I’m not sure you can drive like that.”

You hummed, “Good idea,” and Lando pulled out his phone to make the order. You leaned your head against his arm, eyes shut as you took in his warmth. He looked at you fondly, lips turned up into a little smile.

Then he lightly hissed, his lips pressed to his teeth, “They won’t be here for another hour. Traffic must be bad still.” He checked his watch with a sigh. You pulled back to look up at him. “I can drive you home, but my car is parked pretty far away.”

Maybe you should have said no. This was a first date and he was asking to walk you to his car to then drive you home, but considering Pietra put so much trust in this guy, you felt obligated to believe him. So you nodded, and the two of you began your trek to his vehicle.

About halfway, Lando draped his jacket over your shoulders to protect you from the cold. You shared quiet chatter, just like before. But this time it felt more personal—the two of you had grown comfortable with one another, and were now more willing to share more. It was the first date, but you felt like you knew everything about Lando. He’s been racing since he was young, he really likes his teammate but feels pressured to view him as a rival, he misses his old teammates, he wants a dog really bad… Everything you learned was slowly building his character in your head.

His car was beautiful. It was a sleek navy blue with neon green embellishments. It sparkled perfectly under the soft glow of the moon. The doors lifted upwards elegantly, and your date held out a hand as he helped you climb into the car. The door was lowered behind you, safely securing you inside the cush interior, which felt more like the cockpit of a high speed racing machine than your typical car.

You sat back in a bucket seat, which felt personally tailored to fit like a glove. The interior was a mix of deep blue and black, his iconic logo sewn into the headrests of your seat. you took a deep breath, slowly relaxing in your spot. It was hard to really settle down when it felt like you were sitting in a pile of a hundred million dollars. It was both intimidating and exciting.

He climbed into the drivers seat beside you, huffing a sigh, “Traffic’s still bad.” The door closed behind him, and he leaned back in his seat before turning to face you. “We won’t be able to leave for a bit.” The lights slowly dimmed until they were all the way off, leaving you to stare at a face bathed in the moonlight, just barely highlighting his handsome features. He looked soft, almost vulnerable. Tonight you had seen everything.

Well.

Almost everything.

“That sucks,” You muttered with an absent mind. Your mind, slightly intoxicated, drifted to Lando’s lips. Pillowy, soft, enticing… It was impossible to not feel something damn near feral when he looked at you like that. He was handsome— incredibly handsome.

Unfortunately for you, he noticed. Fortunately for you, Lando had some similar thoughts running through his head. You looked too pretty in that dress, especially with his jacket draped over your pretty figure. He leaned in over the center console of the car, his eyes never leaving yours.

“Can I kiss you?” He muttered quietly, his voice a breathy whisper.

“Yes, please.”

Your lips met in the middle. It was gentle and full of love, but when you chased him for another it ended up being hungry and lustful. He hummed, his lips smirking against yours as you greedily kissed him. Your lipstick was most certainly smeared across his face right now, but neither of you cared. A night full of yearning was finally coming undone when you two were in a car with far too much free time.

You tasted like wine and cherry chapstick, an odd combo that he found delightful. Lando pressed his tongue to your lips, savoring the flavor of you. You moaned, almost like a little giggle, and suddenly he found that the console was too much. He helped you climb over top of it, landing yourself right in his lap, pressed up against his very obvious erection. Your dress was hiked up, giving your thighs enough room to spread all the way across his hips.

He held your hips tight as your make out session continued, pulling your hips down to grind against him. You whined pathetically, nibbling his bottom lip before pulling back. Your mouth was agape as you moaned, eyebrows pinched together in a look of both disdain and pleasure.

“Tell me to stop,” He commanded with a grunt, humping his hips up against you. He could probably come in his fucking pants at this point, because both the sight of your face and the feel of your thighs was too much for him.

“I can’t,” You replied, giving him full permission to continue with his work. He dove in, lips attached to your neck as he fumbled with his belt. He wasn’t expecting the night to end like this, and was somewhat embarrassed to pull his pants down and reveal his Monster themed underwear. Goddamnit, leave it to Lando to not think things through. But, it did earn a little giggle from you, so he took that in a positive manner.

His cock was finally free, and it achingly slapped against your stomach, pre-cum leaking from the mushroom tip. You grinned, reaching down to rub your thumb over the sensitive end. He shuddered, forcing out a harsh moan that made your own cunt flutter. “Cute,” you murmured, making his cheeks flush a deep red.

“Don’t.” He replied shortly, lifting your hips. It was a harsh reminder that he was exponentially stronger than you.

Lando pushed your panties aside roughly, rubbing his index finger across your folds, which were already slightly damp with arousal. He slipped a finger in to test the waters, giving it a few harsh thrusts before replacing it with his already leaking cock. You bit your lip, hissing as you sunk down onto his thick length. He was an impressive size, but it was nothing you couldn’t handle. With a bit of time for adjustment, you finally bottomed out on his dick, your greedy hole taking all of him in.

“What if someone sees?” You asked softly, your hips subconsciously gyrating for more friction. He cupped your ass, giving it a soft slap.

“They won’t. The windows are tinted and it’s dark.”

His lips clung to your neck, sloppily kissing whatever skin he could access. You breathed in a sharp breath as he assisted you in riding his cock, moving your body up and down. You gripped the headrest for leverage, your chest pressed tight to his. He groaned in your ear, eyes squeezed shut.

The car was loud with your moans, accompanied by a symphony of skin-slapping. Outside you could hear cars drifting by, clueless to the filthy acts that were taking place inside such a luxury vehicle. You had to slow your pace, taking time to push aside your impending orgasm, because you weren’t quite ready—except Lando was, so he pushed you through that first climax. You clawed his shoulders softly, your hips bucking and spasming on him.

“Fuck, Lando-!” You squealed. You expected that to be it. Maybe he’d pull out and come on your dress, but no. He continued thrusting, holding you in place so he could fuck you like his personal toy. Your eyes fluttered shut, twitching on the way down. “L-Lando-!”

“We’re not stopping until I come,” He whispered as he nipped at your ear. “Or until you tell me it’s too much.”

That’s all it would have taken, and he would have stopped in a heartbeat, but you didn’t want him to. One orgasm faded into two, and two eventually turned into three, though it started to feel like he was forcing them out of you. Tears streamed down your cheeks, and yet you still refused to tap out. His cock was creamy with your release, making every thrust sticky and loud.

“C’mon,” He squeezed your hips. You whimpered, hands buried in his curly mullet. “Just one more. ‘M about to-”

He was cut off by your own cry of his name, your hands yanking on his locks, which drew out a filthy moan from his own lips. He barely had enough time to pull you off of him, spraying his cum onto your clothed stomach. You panted, gasping for air as your body collapsed against his.

He held you gently, as if he didn’t just force four orgasms out of you. He tenderly stroked your hair and kissed your scalp, murmuring loving praises into your ear.

When you finally relaxed, coming down from the high of adrenaline, Lando chuckled. “Successful blind date, I’d say.”

You giggled, burying your face in his neck out of embarrassment.

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First of all, for some of them, your sp is literally screaming mentally, “OMG, WHO IS THIS CHAOTIC ANGEL?” ✨ Your SP sees you as someone so refreshing and unpredictable, very cutesy, like a brand-new Netflix series they just started and suddenly can’t stop bingeing. You bring this lighthearted, free-spirited energy into their life, and honestly? They’re kind of obsessed. Then we have the 9 of Cups, aka the "you’re literally everything I’ve been manifesting but now I don’t know what to do with myself" card. 💀 They see you as dream person material, like you check off boxes they didn’t even know they had. You’re fun, confident, and magnetic, and you probably don’t even realize how much power you have over them. The way they think about you? They’re imagining cute dates, shared playlists, and you laughing at their (probably bad) jokes. tch tch. BUT HERE’S THE PLOT TWIST, So, while they’re out here crushing HARD, The Devil reversed is exposing their inner demons (I was hearing positions by ariana grande here😭). You might not even realize it, but they’re fighting some deep-seated fears when it comes to you. This could be attachment issues, past heartbreak, or the fact that you make them feel vulnerable in a way they’re not used to. Like, one second they’re staring at your pictures like “😍,” and the next they’re having an existential crisis in the shower. i feel like, even though externally they might come off as really strong and brave but on an inside they are an emotional mess 24/7. And then we have the 3 of Swords, which is like the tarot version of "I want this but I’m scared of getting hurt." so here the interpretation from the devil is confirmed. Whether it’s because of past experiences or just their own insecurities, this person is lowkey terrified of catching feelings too hard. If this is a situationship or crush, they might be keeping their guard up, acting all nonchalant, but internally? They’re NOT having it easy. If y’all are together, there’s this underlying fear of messing things up, or even thoughts like, “Do I deserve this?”.

WAIT- YKW GUYS if you are thinking of dating this person, you'll cuz my cards are giving me a STRAIGHT NO. at least the first step shouldn't be yours.

although SP is so into you but doesn’t know how to handle it. It’s like they wished for their dream person (you), and the universe was like, “Bet,” and now they’re sitting there like, “Wait… I wasn’t ready.” 💀 They adore your free-spirited energy, think you’re hot, fun, and exciting, but there’s this internal battle going on where they’re both obsessed with you and terrified of their own emotions. Classic. I HATE THIS SITUATION. Expect them to act a little hot-and-cold (CUE KATY PERRY) while they figure their sh*t out. But, they think about you all the time.

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BEFORE I START, THIS PILE WOULD'VE BEEN MUCH BETTER AS AN 18+ READING.

Okay, first things first, your SP sees value in you. The Ace of Pentacles is big commitment energy. It’s like they’ve looked at you and thought, “Damn, this could actually be something real.” They’re not just seeing you as a casual situationship or a passing crush. Nope.

BUT The 9 of Swords here is SCREAMING late-night anxiety spiral. This person is overthinking EVERYTHING. Like, “What if I mess this up? What if I’m not good enough? What if they don’t feel the same way? What if I trip and fall in front of them and they ick forever???” 🫠 (DUDE. CHILL.) They’re self-sabotaging in their own head, thinking about worst-case scenarios that probably don’t even exist.

So while they see you as someone who could bring stability, growth, and something long-term, they’re simultaneously battling their inner demons like it’s the final boss fight. They want to go all in, but they’re terrified. Why? Because you’re not someone they can just forget if things don’t work out. (THAT'S THE ENERGY WE NEED IN OUR LIVES)

The Ace of Wands is straight-up....UHM- intense attraction YKWIM (I might as well start writing 18+ readings now because these SPs are not thinking Bible-friendly thoughts💀) . This person is super into you, and not just in a “wow, they’re cute” way, but in a “why do I suddenly want to write poetry about them at 2 a.m.?” way. The chemistry is INSANE. They think about you constantly (and yeah, in that way too.). You’re literally igniting something in them that they haven’t felt in a long time, and it’s driving them absolutely feral. Because while their brain is going “OMG, they’re so attractive, I want to risk it all”, their conscience is like… “Be serious. Think long-term. Respect yourself.” 💀 they’re genuinely torn between wanting to run wild with their feelings and doing things the “right” way, whatever that means to them.

So imagine them trying to focus on their daily life, work, school, responsibilities, and then BAM, a thought of you hits them like a truck. They could be in a meeting, at the gym, grocery shopping, whatever, and suddenly they’re blushing like an idiot thinking about you. It’s bad.

Your SP is down bad in every possible way, emotionally, mentally, PHYSICALLY and spiritually. 😵‍💫 They see you as someone they could build something REAL with, but their brain is doing the absolute most trying to figure out how to handle these feelings. They’re excited but scared, obsessed but hesitant, respectful but completely feral. Expect them to move slow but with purpose. This isn’t someone who’s gonna play games or act reckless with your feelings, they’re genuinely trying to be the best version of themselves for you. But in the meantime? Yeah, they’re definitely losing sleep over you.

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｡𖦹°‧Pile III

Alright, dear pile 3, see a place around you and sit down because I need you to understand something…

Your SP? Losing their mind. Crumbling. Rewriting their entire emotional hard drive because of you. They’re obsessing, spiraling, questioning every life choice that has led them to this exact moment. And frankly? It’s hilarious. 😭 (this SP reminds me of my fanfiction era). This person is lying awake at night staring at the ceiling, replaying every interaction with you like a Netflix series they can’t pause. The romantic tension is REAL. out of all the piles, they have them most " helplessly obsessed but want to keep it to themselves" kind of energy

Their inner monologue is something like:

“Why do I feel like this???”

“This wasn’t in my 5-year plan???”

“Am I in love or just dehydrated???”

“No, but seriously… do they like me back or am I delulu??”

It’s giving panicked rom-com protagonist, except instead of confessing their love in the rain, they’re avoiding eye contact and internally combusting every time you’re around. 😭 But here’s the tea, The Lovers is here. Meaning? They’re feeling some type of way about you, and it’s not casual. This is deep, meaningful, life-altering type of interest. You might be their “oh sh*t, this could be THE ONE” person, and that realization is SENDING them into a full existential crisis.Your SP have been through it. They’ve got this heartbreak kind of vibe and emotional walls taller than the Burj Khalifa. They weren’t even planning to catch feelings! But then you showed up radiating main character energy, and suddenly… They’re rethinking everything.

10 of Wands reversed means they’ve been carrying too much for too long, but something about you makes them want to put the emotional backpack down and breathe. Like, “Wait… I don’t have to be the strong, exhausted, emotionally unavailable person forever???” And THEN we have The World, which is literally the card of completion, wholeness, and leveling up. In short? You’re the plot twist they didn’t see coming. You make them feel like they’re stepping into a new phase of their life, and that’s both exciting and terrifying. They’re realizing they can’t just keep running from their emotions, because the way they feel about you? It’s real. It’s big. It’s undeniable.

Your SP is in emotional shambles over you, bestie. 💀 They’re out here stressing, catching feelings, and trying to figure out whether to fight or surrender to this connection. So if they’re acting weird? That’s why. They’re literally experiencing an existential crisis over YOU. 😭They see you as THE person. The one who could change their life. The one who makes them feel safe, understood, and lowkey terrified because the feelings are TOO STRONG. So now they’re trying to decide whether to run away from these emotions… or risk it all. Moral of the story? Sit pretty and let them suffer. 😌✨ They’ll come to their senses eventually. Or they’ll continue panicking. Either way? You win. 💅🔥

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[wroetolando]

𝙾𝚏𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚈𝚘𝚞 | 𝙻𝙽𝟺

𝗮/𝗻: hey guys! so sorry I haven’t been posting recently. I’ve been super busy with school with finals and graduation coming up! will be a lot more stories being posted during my spring break! april 7-11!

𝗽𝗮𝗶𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴: lando norris x chronically online! reader

𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: the one where the chronically online reader gets publicly exposed by lando, roasts him on stream, and swears they’d never fold

𝗺𝘂𝘀𝗶𝗰: cloud 9 - beach bunny

𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: none!

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・

You had a reputation. Not in a bad way—at least, not to you. Some people called you “chronically online,” but that was just a fancy way of saying you were really, really good at the internet. You were the first to catch onto memes before they went mainstream, you knew every streamer’s latest drama, and your Twitter feed was a masterclass in unhinged yet somehow lovable posts.

Lando, however, did not fully understand the depths of your internet obsession. He was online, sure, but in a different way—his world was filled with F1 updates, Twitch streams, and the occasional chaotic group chat with his fellow drivers. Meanwhile, you lived in a universe where knowing whether a brand was about to get canceled was as essential as breathing.

And yet, somehow, he was absolutely in love with you.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・

It started with a joke. Or, more accurately, it started with a tweet.

@yourhandle: “if lando norris ever called me babe i would simply evaporate”

He saw it. He saw it, and you knew he saw it because his little gremlin self had the audacity to like the tweet. He didn’t reply, didn’t quote it—just a simple like that sent your notifications into a frenzy.

Your friends went feral.

BESTIE, HELLO??

Did he just acknowledge your existence???

This is basically a marriage proposal.

You tried to act normal. Failed. DMed him something casual like, “did you just publicly expose me?”

To which he responded:

“Just testing a theory. Should I call you babe and see what happens?”

And that was the beginning of the end.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・

It wasn’t long before you found yourself in Lando’s world—whether that meant sitting on his stream, half-distracted while scrolling your phone, or joining his Discord calls just to roast his gaming skills. The internet loved your dynamic.

“Lando getting cyberbullied by his own girlfriend is my Roman Empire.”

“Y/N being a menace online and Lando just going along with it is peak relationship goals.”

“Her: ‘He’s so dumb but he’s my dumbass.’ Him: ‘I just work here, man.’”

You two were a content goldmine, even when you weren’t trying to be.

One particular night, you were both curled up on the couch, Lando setting up for a Twitch stream while you scrolled mindlessly through your phone. You weren’t paying attention until you heard your own voice.

“Guys, I have a very special guest today,” Lando said in his usual mischievous tone. “My girlfriend, who is currently ignoring me for Twitter.”

You didn’t even look up. “That’s crazy. What’s Twitter saying?”

Chat immediately erupted.

“SHE DIDN’T EVEN LOOK UP LMFAO.”

“Peak chronically online behavior.”

“Lando, blink twice if you need help.”

Lando fake pouted. “See? She doesn’t love me, chat. She loves her parasocial relationships more.”

You finally glanced at the screen. “Why would I need a parasocial relationship when I already have you to annoy in real life?”

The clip went viral within minutes.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・

Despite all your time spent online, you did, in fact, exist in the real world. And the more time you spent with Lando, the more you realized how much you liked his world too.

There was something peaceful about watching him work on his racing sim, focused and determined, even when he was grumbling under his breath about understeer. There was something nice about walking into the McLaren garage and seeing how the team operated, how much they adored him.

And there was something absolutely dangerous about the way he looked at you when he thought you weren’t paying attention.

Like right now.

You were at a race weekend, standing just outside his driver’s room, eyes glued to your phone. He was supposed to be reviewing data, but you could feel his eyes on you.

“Lando,” you said without looking up, “why are you staring at me like that?”

He didn’t even try to deny it. “I think I’ve figured out how to get you off your phone.”

That made you look up. “Oh? Do tell.”

A smirk curled at his lips. “No.”

You narrowed your eyes. “No?”

Instead of answering, he took two long strides forward, gently plucking your phone from your hands and placing it on the nearest table. Before you could protest, he had you backed up against the wall, his hands resting on either side of you.

Oh.

Oh, he was serious.

“Lando,” you said, a little breathless, “are you—”

“I like your little internet world, I do,” he murmured, voice warm and teasing. “But sometimes I think you should focus on this world. On me.”

You swallowed. “That so?”

He nodded. “Yeah. And right now, I want your undivided attention.”

Mission accomplished.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・

You weren’t going to lie—you had expected the internet to roast you once they realized that your whole brand was being chronically online, and yet Lando had somehow turned you into a simp.

And they did roast you.

“So you’re telling me Y/N was ‘if he calls me babe I’ll evaporate’ and then Lando hit her with a real-life slow burn fanfic moment???”

“POV: You thought she was a keyboard warrior but she’s actually a simp in disguise.”

“Lando pulled a ‘look at me, I’m the main character now.’”

Lando, of course, thrived off the reactions.

You were sitting next to him on the couch when he turned his phone toward you. “Look at this one—‘Y/N has spent her entire internet existence roasting men, and yet all it took was one good wall pin for her to fold.’”

You glared at him. “I hate you.”

He grinned. “No, you don’t.”

You groaned, shoving his face away playfully before burying your head in your hands. “I will never live this down.”

He pulled you into his side, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Nope. Never.”

And for the first time in a long time, you didn’t feel the need to check your phone.

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masterlist

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The Amazing Digital COMIC TABLE OF CONTENTS

Post-Episode 1

#1-Caine explains shipping

#2-Pomni's mind swear loophole

#3-Smokin' Smarties(candy) with Zooble

#4-Jax's rag dolly

#5-Pomni thinks Ragatha's a princess

Post-Episode 2:

#6-Pomni's words at Kaufmo's funeral

#7-GummiPlushi

#8-ButtonBlossom's dynamic change

#9-Adjusting

#10-Extremely ticklish Pomni

#11-Overthinking

#12-Licorice Hair

#13-Fallen Over

#14- Ragatha's Spicy Dream

#15-Ant Watching

#16-Pomni Sees God

#17-Pomni Rizz

#18-RaGAYtha

#19-Reading a Book

#20-Poke

#21-Bullying

#22-Bullying Aftermath

#23-Caine's Back

#24-Ragatha's Hidden Need

#25-Jax the Autism Detector

#26-The Amazing Autistic Circus

#27-"I'm Sorry"

#28-Sleepover

#29-Gangle's Room

#30-Sleepover Shenanigans

#31-The Sillies

#32-Flirting(?)

Special #1-Night Time Anxiety(Attack)

Post-episode 3

#33- Spooky Month

#34- Pomni's Halloween Opinion

#35- Trick-Or-Treating

#36-Being Scary

#37-Stupid Holiday

#38-The Only Good Thing

#39-Holdin' Up

#40-"Why Even Bother?"

#41- Guinea Pig Squeaks

#42- Unholy Thoughts

#43-Prank Fail

#44-Ass Ahoy

#45-Belly Button

Post-Episode 4

Special #2-Secret Santa Super Surprise

#46-Stupid Sause Aftermath

#47-Puzzling

#48-Bug-Eyed Freak

#49-Pretend

#50-Family

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