#thank you xxxxx

[fcb-mv33]

"It's very nice that Lewis has so much care and attention [for Checo] when he was questioning the validity of Max's teammates only a few weeks ago."

Christian ate and left NOTHING😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[neon-junkie]

oh no, you're hot

oh?

[sugarsnappeases]

hi karaaaaaa talk to me about any rare pair you feel like yapping about <3

aaaaaa hiii this made me so happy <333 i’ve decided it’s Time for us to have a proper chat about tomlily….. @quillkiller and i’s second-born child

the first thing you need to know is that they’re both sociopaths (sociopath lily oh how i looove youuu)..... i made this post before about the quote 'beautiful monsters composed of every individual perfection' and how it relates to lily, but i think it's interesting to consider in terms of her being a sociopath (this is actually how our first tomlily convo began, way back whenever it was). her making sure that every part of herself is viewed as perfect, carefully curating her public image - she's the miracle muggleborn! so smart, so kind, so helpful and friendly and every single good characteristic! a shoe-in for head girl, the perfect prefect, responsible and hard-working and everything that anyone could possibly want from her! and she's good at it too. everyone sees her exactly as she wants them too..... not unlike our good friend tom marvolo riddle when he was at hogwarts...........

i think one of the central parts of their relationship is the concept of immortality. they’re both kind of made up of the same sort of thing. they’re the same at their cores. both of them showed up at hogwarts as muggleborns thrust into a completely new world and they’re both so determined to succeed and be more than what they came from and to have absolutely everything, to have their cake and eat it too!!!!! for lily, this comes in the form of being revered, putting herself on a pedestal, she’s going to Leave Her Mark and be remembered and she doesn’t care what she has to do to get there (btw i really recommend this fic about sociopath lily, it’s so so interesting and i think nearly entirely encapsulates my vision of her……). the idea that if she can’t be immortalised in her deeds while she’s alive, she’s going to become immortal in her death, martyring herself. she’s a saint, she’s a puppet master, she’s as close to a god as a girl can get.

without. of course. resorting to actual immortality. which is the path tommy boy chooses. obviously. i think there are such parallels here. he’s a presumed-muggleborn, in slytherin, the house of the ambitious and the pureblood supremacists, he’s got the biggest god complex known to man and he grew up in an orphanage in london in the middle of the blitz!!!! all factors that contribute to his fear of death and his desperation to be More Than That. more than just another orphan killed by a bomb. more than just another nameless muggleborn lost in the pureblood-centric society. more than anything that anyone has ever seen before. he’s going to make a name for himself, and he’s going to make sure that nobody ever forgets it, and he’s going to be immortal. he’s going to be more god than man (even if it makes him a monster).

anyway. taking them together, as you can see, they’re cut from the same cloth (although side note!! i think lily’s lack of fear of death gives her the potential to be even more dangerous than tom is….) and bc of this, they’re the only ones who can see under each other’s carefully curated masks (although!! another side note… i think they each have another person who can - dumbledore for tom, and petunia for lily, but that’s not entirely relevant rn).

they understand each other and they want to cut each other open and burrow their way into each other’s rib cages. they kill people together - lily is much more messy w it, all blood under her nails and on her teeth. tom prefers the cleanliness of an avada kedavra but the blood gets all over his clothes anyway from when he touches lily. also cannibalism and intricate blood rituals that bind them together forever and intertwining themselves so thoroughly that nothing could ever separate them (although! another side note! jen and i don’t think they’re at all interested in sex. the other things they do (murder etc) are far more intimate and romantic and exciting to them!!!!).

and in the end, they’ll kill each other, pull each other apart and devour each other entirely. the only person who could possibly kill tom is lily, and vice versa, they’re the only ones that would have the right to, or the power to, or deserve to etc etc. at the end it’s always them, a ticking time-bomb. them and a knife or a gun or a curse or a fire and their teeth sinking into each other and their blood flowing through each other’s veins and over each other's dying bodies. bc tom is the only one that Sees lily and lily is the only one that Sees tom, and they recognise themselves in each other and it’s soul-deep and dangerous and nasty and hungry and knowing and self-destructive and so so so sooooo interesting to me

consider: two people w the most Pristine public reputations. they’re politicians or something w bright white smiles and absolutely No skeletons in the closet. it’s a Win for non-purebloods worldwide to see them succeeding, they’re exemplary students and people and Public Figures. EXCEPT!!!! as it turns out!!!! they’re fucking serial killers!!!!! i imagine them falling asleep in each other’s arms covered in blood from their latest victim, having their morning shower together, washing the blood out of each other’s hair and then going into the office….. they get caught. eventually. obviously. and it’s probs lily’s fault lol. but GOD guysss just imagine the scandal. the headlines. the shock and intrigue and horror at these two Perfect People having done such horrific things. they go on the run and/or commit a little bit of murder-suicide before they get caught btw. like i said nobody kills them but each other…. anyway enough from me!!!! thank you for letting me ramble <333

[transpecter]

Oh my god just thinking about you cumming on my tcock so hard you’re begging and crying, and I can hold you in place until I cum and tell you how good you are. Because you are a good boy. I hope you cum so hard 🖤

i did sir, i did... thank you for helping me cum, i wanted to be such a good boy for you, i was humping my pillow and wishing it was your boot xxx

[rockstarlwt28]

Hi love ❣️ I have a super fluffy request!

Larry celebrating Easter with Louis' siblings, and Harry dresses up as a bunny for the little ones! Louis is so fond and happy, that he starts thinking about adoption 🥺🐰🐣🌼

♥!

It's one minute to ten and the sun is shining on the patio, heating up Louis' cheeks whilst he has a morning cigarette. Smoking around his siblings is something he forbids himself of. He's enjoying the temporary peace, before his siblings storm down the staircase with delight and accompany him in the garden space. Louis exhales a puff of smoke, tapping the end of the roll.

'Louis!'

He's startled from his thoughts, immediately extinguishing it beneath the sole of his slider. His sister sniggers, pointing at his choice of footwear.

'OK miss fashion police. I'm sorry I wore socks and sliders together.' He rolls his eyes, though a fond smile remains at how quick she's growing up. 'Now, did you manage to find the chocolate eggs our trusty bunny hid this morning?'

Doris shakes her head, arms folded over her chest and the bottom lip is starting to jut out. 'No. Where did they hide them?'

Louis chuckles. 'If I told you that, then that would spoil all of the fun.' He ruffles up her hair. 'Where's the others?'

She shrugs. 'Um, I don't know. Asleep?'

'I'm definitely not asleep. Been waiting for ages,' Earnest chimes, emphasis on the final word, as though he's been waiting for a lot longer than ten minutes. 'Where's Lottie?'

'Ha, you won't see her until at least lunchtime I presume,' Louis quips, opting to sit on the bench at the far corner of the patio. It could use a lick of paint - a job he's been meaning to do for the last two summer's. He claps his hands together. 'OK! I guess we can't wait for the rest of the tribe, so we should make a start...'

'Wait!' Phoebe yells, tripping over the patio step. She manages to regain her balance with a light flush in her cheeks. 'I'm here. I'm here. Let's do this!'

The siblings cheer enthusiastically, minus Louis who is anticipating his fiancé's arrival. He's a little behind schedule and Louis hopes he's not forgotten, that or gotten held up somewhere. Earlier that morning the pair had hidden the chocolate eggs, in preparation for the hunt. Yet, Louis didn't expect his siblings to sleep in until this late, nevermind five a.m - which is when he woke Harry up to decorate the abode.

'Does everyone have a basket?' Louis asks, hoping to instill them with enthusiasm. He's surprisingly rescued from entertainment duties when Harry brusts through the garden gate, almost giving the children a freight. It soon transpires into giggles when they witness the intruder. Harry's dresses head to toe in a rabbits costume. Louis is smiling fondly at how ridiculous he looks, yet how his eyes light up when the siblings rush over, hands enveloping around Harry's legs.

'Harry!' Phoebe yells. 'We missed you. We thought you'd gone home or - or something.'

'I wouldn't miss this for the world,' he confesses, handing them a Easter themed hat each and a small stuffed animal. 'So are we ready troops?'

There's a unified cheer of affirmation, before Louis draws a white line of chalk across the patio. He counts down from ten, pausing before reaching zero. And on that note, the children rush around the garden, searching high and low for the eggs, being mindful of the thorns that are poking through the holes in the fence. Doris trips over, landing flat on her face and Louis rises to his feet, ready to rush to her aid when Harry manages to pick her up, him being mere inches away. She's spluttering a few tears, yet Harry's words of encouragement and a soft kiss to her mud-stained knee warms Louis' heart.

'Shush, darling. It's OK. I've got you,' he whispers, dancing on the spot to console her. Harry carries the girl on his hips, doing a fancy intermittent twirl to make her smile. It's a success.

'He's so good with them, isn't he...' Louis hears, snapping him out of the trance. Lottie is standing right beside him, sporting a baggy tee and shorts. She yawns. 'Have you - you know -'

'Shush! Keep your voice down, Lotts,' Louis hisses. 'No, I haven't asked him yet.'

'And do you plan to?' She asks.

Their conversation is interrupted by Harry's obnoxious singing. He's burst into song and Doris is accompanying him, yelling the lyrics and although Harry's wincing at the sheer volume, he doesn't falter. If anything, it seems to spur him on to continue. Phoebe is dropping chocolate eggs into Doris' basket, an offer to share her success. Meanwhile, Earnest is engrossed in the worms and snails at the rear of the garden, sitting cross legged on the soil.

'Lou...' Lottie comes again, playfully elbowing him in the arm.

'Argh! What?' Louis replies feigning hurt.

'Shut up. I didn't hurt you.' She sighs exasperatedly. 'Don't change the subject. Are you going to or what?'

Louis nods, turning his attention to his fiancé who is still dancing and singing around the garden like it's a Broadway film. 'I do - I mean, I will...'

Lottie slaps him on the shoulder. 'Good. Because that man will make a wonderful mother - father - one day. Don't let that opportunity slip through your fingers.' She sprints up the pathway, joining the duo in the theatrics.

'He definitely will...' Louis mutters, heart soaring at the thought of a potential future. He smiles fondly, eyes brimming with unshed tears of joy.

[kit-just-kit]

"Happy Birthday, Miss Kit."

Inside the luxurious box Will handed over was a silk bathrobe of high quality, extremely soft to the touch. It would fit Kit like a second skin. There also was a smaller box with soaps, bath salt and a small bottle of perfume.

Kit's birthday!

"This is gorgeous, dear William. Now, what could I do to thank you? Hmmmmm...........I'll have to think of an appropriate gesture to express how happy you've made me".

@worldofsenelfy

[ultimateyakazoo]

you are so right genuinely funny

[fcb-mv33]

A story💞🫠

[raceweek]

16 may, 20 sept, 11 nov<3

16 may - FDKFDKDS </3

20 september - i was down bad irl no further comment

11 november - motogp pookie qualified front row

[die-schwanenkoenigin]

Was tagged by @agaywithcoffee thanksssssss 🥰

Rules: shuffle your repeat playlist and post the first ten songs, then tag ten people!

Ay, DiOs Mío! - KAROL G

Physical - Dua Lipa

New Rules - Dua Lipa

Kiss And Make Up - Dua Lipa; BLACKPINK

GATÚBELA - KAROL G; Maldy

Breathless - The Corrs

Only When I Sleep - The Corrs

Radio (MTV Unplugged Version) - The Corrs

Summer Sunshine - The Corrs

Hotter Than Hell - Dua Lipa

I’m tagging @greatoldone, @dummerjan, @awomanontheverge, @harrytoad, @wajibruja, @erablaise-blog, @oatmilk-earlgrey, @thelonewolf48 , @guardianrock 💙

[opalsiren]

taylor swift, ‘i knew you were trouble (intro)’ / h2o: just add water (2006-2010), 2x26 ‘unfathomable’

[dykefever]

I need to pick at ur brain like a mother combing her child's hair for nits. (in other words: tsasog absolute ended me I am never recovering ur writing has wormed its way into my soul and I am deeply scared its never coming out.)

go 4 it that sounds honesty very nice like u could crack my skull open like a coconut first. nice . BUT hehe thank you xxxxx that was my devious plan all along i am now part of ur soul sorry <3

[transpecter]

I'd love to keep teasing you and making you even more wet and needy. Grinding against you and biting and sucking on your neck...then finally touching you. Rubbing your tcock with my thumb while I fuck you with my fingers

please, love... make me beg, turn me into a needy little desperate slut. i'd whimper and moan for you as you rut against me, grabbing your hips and making you grind harder against me until i've soaked through my underwear. the first touch would feel like heaven, i'd whisper praises and thank yous as you finally pushed your fingers right up against the perfect spot. hope you'll enjoy all the sweet little whimpers and whines you pull out of me before i cum all over your hand xxxx <3

[kylewalker-peters]

Eleanor. I don't know if I've said this before or just thought about it so often. But I genuinely want Spurs to do well FOR YOU. You're my fav blogger on this silly website and I love your thoughts on football in general. Just want to see you happy. Come on, Spurs. Do it for Eleanor, she deserves it!!!

this is genuinely so so so so so beyond sweet and lovely I'm bloody tearing up like idek what to say in response thank you so much for even thinking this let alone saying it ily ily ily

[kit-just-kit]

“ i don’t like this game . ”  from bud

Starter asks (maybe from a meme I can't find lol)

"But darling, it's not a game" she whispered, making sure only he could hear as he was in that moment, the only person she wished to engage with. "It's a war, don't you know - 'the battle of the sexes', some term it but I prefer to consider it just a little bit of combatative sport to whet the appetite. Now...........".

She took a sip of her drink, resisting the urge to down it all in one go, then cleared her throat. "........you were going to ask me some questions, about the man you saw me talking to earlier, yes?".

[vanmccannsfridge]

did someone do that Lensa AI thing to a photo of Van? Are there anymore?

im guessing so. i did it with the black and white one a few months ago, i forgot about it until now.

i don't know who did the close up one and if they've don't anymore but most of my pics i post of them are image repaired/ ai enhanced