#the song was Rihanna's Stay

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I miss blue lock. I shall share a headcannon with you as a request for the event hehe😄

A headcannon with NagiReo. When they cuddle and Reo wants to get up, Nagi will do anything to keep Reo where he is. So I imagine a scenario where Nagi is just on top of Reo to keep him in place and Reo is laying on is stomach, face buried in the pillows, trying to shove Nagi off of him. Then Nagi sneaks a few tickles onto Reo’s side to get him to stay in their cuddle spot a little longer.

I hope this makes sense🥹🥹

GAH! *explodes* some Nagireo on this day? Yes please! :D I've gotcha covered, anon- this is so freaking CUTE!

“Ugh- Nagi, get up.” Reo grunted from his spot against the couch. Originally, he didn’t mind Nagi climbing on top of him as he played on his Switch. It was basically like having a nagi-sized weighted blanket.

Then said blanket started to get way too hot. Reo needed to move.

“Noooo…it’s too much of a hassle.” He yawned between his complaints, snuggling closer and further warming Reo up. The purple haired player gently elbowed him, hoping to slide him off enough to wriggle free.

“Come on- up and at the-ehehem! Nagi!” Reo yelped when Nagi’s fingers suddenly found his sides, curling. “Dohohon’t, it tihihickles!”

“Stay longer. You're comfortable, and we don’t have anything to do today.” His fingers were slow and rhythmic, gently dragging up and down Reo’s waist and sending little sparks of ticklishness across his nerves. “You’re the most comfortable bed I’ve ever had.”

“Whahat does thahahat mean? Ahahhare you sahhahying I’m fahahhat?” Reo giggled out, twitching and squirming at his boyfriend’s fingers. He was torn between shrinking into himself and wrestling onto his back to fight him off.

“Nah. But even if you were- you’d still be my preferred bed.” Nagi moved his fingers up to his ribs, tapping into each one and the spaces between. “Your back just fits me perfectly, like I was made for it. Maybe it’s destiny that brought us together.”

“Gehahaha, dohohohon’t yohohohu stahhahart swheheheeet thahahahalking!” Reo giggled out, even if he felt his heart felt like it was going to explode. Damn him and his strangely poet words! “Gheehhheht oohohohff meehehe, yohooohu dohohork! Ahehaa-AH NAHAHAGI!”

“I want you to staaaaaay~” Nagi sang out lazily, his fingers pinching along Reo’s shoulder blades and further driving him up the wall. “I..can’t remember the rest of the lyrics.”

“Hhehehehre, I’hihihihll fihihiihnsih thehehehem for you!” Reo put all his strength into it; twisting beneath Nagi until he was finally on his back. He quickly caught his hands soon after, putting an end to his tickles. “Thehehehere..now the sohohohong goes..wahhait, what song was it?”

“Can’t remember.” Nagi shrugged, leaning down and kissing Reo’s lips gently. “Stay?”

“Ugh..fine. For just half an hour.”

Send me a headcanon and I'll write a 300-500 word dabble for it!

[jacks-weird-world]

After karaoke in the car, now we also have it on the streets! 🫢🫢🤭

[bettybalanco]

[reposhillo]

Listen....I adore Zabuza Momochi. I love him as a character, he was a damn good villain, wish we got to see more of him.

Do you know how hard it is to write serious stuff with him when my music shuffle is determined to play all the Bad Bitch songs for him? Like, what else am I supposed to do?

Avert your gaze if you don't want to see Zabuza being a Bad Bitch

You know I think I know why I need to focus on writing over drawing when I sketch shit like this at 3 am.

[2mystique]

Stay Rihanna Cover by 2mystique

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[hangesextra]

"Funny your the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving." Fits Locklyle so well...I love it sm.

[thefaultinourforcebond]

#NASHURI “Funny you’re the broken one when I’m the only onw who needed saving”

Watch in HD here

[songstuckinmahead]

Today's mood:

[heartyearning]

Once again time for my overly-cropped-for-privacy pride pics to prove I was there and had fun

[idoanythingforyou]

funny you're the broken one but I'm the only one who needed saving

[robotpals]

That was the worst superbowl halftime show of all time….. it was so BORING!!!!

[cedenike]

sitting sideways in a bathtub is my new mark of success

[alison321singer]

Stay 2b

I am singing my version of this song and Steve Gregory is playing the guitar for the song called "Stay by Rihanna" recorded through my microphone.

"Copyright Disclaimer Under Section 107 the Copyright Act 1976, allowance is made for "fair use" for purposes such as criticism, comment, news reporting, teaching, scholarship, and research. Fair use is a use permitted by copyright statute that might otherwise be infringing. Non-profit, educational or personal use tips the balance in favor of fair use." All rights go to their respective owners. No Copyright Infringements of rights intended. I make no money from my videos, which means none of my videos are monetize.

Yes, I have permission to use this music as a backing track. From Steve Gregory, "Hi Alison, Thanks for asking. Sure, I'm ok with you using it. Steve".

Guitar arrangement by Steve Gregory Website: www.stevegregory.net Song: Stay Artist: Rihanna Genres: R&B/Soul, Pop, Hip-Hop/Rap

[amirasainz]

So after the whole Brazil GP weekend, I have to say that the drivers were so funny to watch during the whole "will there be a qualifying or not".

What about driver!reader that does something crazy during the whole thing. And afterwards she is sleeping by the tyres, because it's the warmest place to be.

Thank you <3333333

Enjoy reading and send some requests!!!

- xoxo babygirl 💙

Umbrella

It was Saturday afternoon at the Interlagos circuit, and the rain was relentless. The paddock was a mess of puddles, drenched engineers, and soaked fans who clung to their umbrellas, hoping for qualifying to start. The drivers waited in their motorhomes or huddled up in the pit garage, bantering, snacking, and desperately trying to stay warm. Every few minutes, the announcement would come over the speakers, postponing the start of qualifying yet again due to the downpour.

Max stretched his legs, leaning against the wall in the Red Bull garage. "You know, maybe they should let us race with jet skis at this point," he muttered, making a few of the mechanics chuckle.

Across the pit lane, Charles threw his head back with a laugh. "I’d like to see you try, Max!"

Just then, a slow, familiar beat started to play over the speakers. Boom, boom, ka… boom, boom, ka.

The drivers paused, exchanging confused glances as the unmistakable opening notes of Rihanna’s Umbrella played over the loudspeakers. But what really caught their attention was a ripple of excitement that surged through the crowd in the grandstands. The fans had all started pointing at something—someone—approaching from the back of the pit lane.

George squinted, “Is that…?”

Walking down the pit lane in a Red Bull jacket, drenched but looking determined, was Y/N, Red Bull’s first female racer, only 18 years old but with a spark and style that had everyone buzzing this season. She strutted through the puddles, the rain bouncing off her cap, her Red Bull mechanics flanking her like a squad, all clearly in on whatever she was planning.

The beat dropped, and as Rihanna’s voice filled the air, Y/N tossed her jacket off dramatically. With a grin, she and her mechanics began to move in sync to the music, just like Tom Holland’s legendary performance on Lip Sync Battle.

Carlos’ jaw dropped. “Are they—? No way!”

“Yep,” said Lando, unable to contain his laughter. “They’re doing the performance. Full send!”

As the first verse kicked in, Y/N spun, stepping through puddles with dramatic flourishes, her mechanics adding spins and claps that matched her every move. Fans cheered from the grandstands, chanting her name and holding up phones to capture every second.

Pierre and Esteban, usually rivals on and off the track, were both doubled over with laughter, cheering her on. “This is the best thing that’s happened all weekend,” Esteban said, wiping away a tear.

Max crossed his arms, nodding approvingly, “Respect. That’s commitment right there.”

Meanwhile, the Ferrari team leaned over the pit wall, watching in awe as Y/N absolutely nailed every move, the raindrops flying around her as if the storm itself was in on the performance. When she did the famous spin-and-drop move that Tom Holland had made famous, the entire pit lane erupted in applause and whistles.

“Look at her go!” Lewis called from Mercedes’ side, genuinely entertained. “She’s got the whole crowd captivated!”

Charles shook his head, a grin spreading across his face. “Forget racing, maybe she should go into show business.”

Y/N laughed, locking eyes with the crowd as she sang along to the chorus: “Under my umbrella, ella, ella…” The fans joined in, their voices echoing around the pit lane. Her mechanics, committed to the bit, twirled their umbrellas above her as if choreographed for the rain.

After the song finished, Y/N and her mechanics took an exaggerated bow, soaking wet but absolutely buzzing with energy and laughter. She waved at the crowd, blowing kisses, as her team threw their arms around her, cheering and laughing.

When Y/N returned to the Red Bull garage, dripping wet and grinning ear-to-ear, Max extended a hug. “That was epic, Y/N. Never thought I’d see someone pull that off here.”

“Thanks, Max,” she said, hugging him tightly back. “Thought I’d keep everyone entertained since, well, looks like we’re stuck here.”

Lando wandered over from McLaren, still laughing. “You know, if F1 ever falls through for you, there’s a career in musical theatre waiting.”

“Oh, absolutely,” Y/N said, laughing. “I’ll just have to be a part-time singer and full-time driver.”

The rain continued to pour down, and with no sign of qualifying starting soon, the energy in the paddock started to wind down. After the performance, most of the drivers and team members settled back, some checking the radar, others chatting and relaxing.

About an hour later, Carlos spotted something odd. “Uh…guys?”

Everyone turned to see Y/N curled up beside a stack of tires in the Red Bull garage, fast asleep. She had her arms wrapped around one of the tires, using it as a pillow, completely oblivious to the rain and noise around her.

Charles chuckled, shaking his head. “She’s hugging the tires. Guess they’re warmer than the rain.”

Max grinned, whispering, “She really is something, huh?”

Y/N’s mechanic, Luke, covered her with a spare Red Bull jacket, careful not to wake her. “Let her rest. She earned it after that show.”

Back in the grandstands, fans were still buzzing, sharing clips and photos of Y/N’s impromptu performance all over social media. The whole weekend might have been wet and chaotic, but for one afternoon, everyone—drivers, fans, and teams alike—had found a moment of pure, unexpected joy in the storm.

[feistyvirghoe]

*♡∞:｡.｡ ᴀʟʟ ᴀʟᴏɴᴇ ᴛᴏɢᴇᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ? ~ 18+ ˚₊·➳❥ PILE 1 -3◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡

PILE 1 ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡

(this pile was long af, tumblr wouldn’t let me paste everything so hopefully you guys can read this well! i’m sorry!)

PILE 2 ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡

PILE 3 ◛⑅·˚ ༘ ♡

(rest of pile 3-sorry for how the messages came out in your pile but you needed to hear this, just to be aware and not fall for facades)

well we got someone here who don’t wanna play games with you, take you home, rub you down, pamper you, explore your body, making love to every part of your body, watching your movements and where your sweet spots are, this person isn’t one to fuck around, they’re serious about you, do you guys like licking ears or like the nibbling of ears, making the other person shiver, tingles down their spine, this person doesn’t want to rush anything, like they love to be in the moment, aware and mindful of what they’re doing to you, dirty talk is here so i feel like this person would just want to be up in your ear about what yall got going on if u know what i mean lol, verbal communication during sex is another way to stay present as well, this pile is all about being more present and aware of what you’re doing, not staying in your head, maybe your person will see that you get anxious and overwhelmed so they take their time and feel you out literally haha, but they’re just watching you paying attention to how you’re feeling, idk why the fuck i heard ushers confessions song so maybe someone here who you’re dealing with wants to open up to you in the bedroom, like sex is a good way for them to get their emotions out, talking you through it, so intense but just like the whispering sweet nothings back to one another and being vocal with each other. now i’m going to get some messages to see what’s truly going on here (use ur discernment, at the end of the day i don’t really know your story so just place it where it fits :) )

★strive- i have grown up since our last encounter, i have been working on myself to be the better person whom you can feel proud of.

♥︎divine timing- we are on the journey and the divine dance on the soul plane, it will manifest into the physical world in perfect divine timing, all we have to do is trust and have faith that all will work out beautifully.

★promise- i wish you knew just how special you are to me, it kills me not to be able to tell you, you amaze me with your compassion and kindness through this time apart, i promise i will make things right between us.

(i feel like for this newer person to come in you’ll have to purge, let go of, and just walk away from the toxic energy, im sorry for how short y’all’s pile is, choose another one IF you feel called to it)

sex on fire, do i make you nervous, on my mind

˖◛⁺⑅♡Lᵒᵛᵉᵧₒᵤ♡⑅⁺◛˖ thank you for clicking on my post and giving me a chance to read for you, i’ll post my pile 4-6 later but here’s the top three for now since tumblr has their limits haha ˖◛⁺⑅♡Lᵒᵛᵉᵧₒᵤ♡⑅⁺◛˖

✨4-6 available 💫